I woke up to a dream. I tried to stay up as long as I could, but I fell asleep into reality.

Every night, when the baby’s fast asleep, she babbles like babies do.

Nightly, I record her voice so that when she grows older she can tell me what babies dream of.

The older he became the more he longed to travel through time and visit those he missed.

One night, he finally discovered time travel: nostalgia.  

Death showed up in my living room, so I stalled him with conversation,

We played chess with our words, trading answers for every question,

Then I asked him one that reall...

Love loved Hate and Hate hated Love.

One day, Hate tried to strangle Love.

Love never fought back and never died, but Hate never got tired.

Every day they try...

Lights blast on the man hiding underneath his robe, an alien to his own world, as the cameras record his life: taking hits, getting up, hitting back.

I had a dream about a girl birthed solely by my imagination.

I knew nothing about her but her familiar smile.

When I woke up, I wondered if she dreamed about me.

He felt numb—bered

His age told him how wise he was, money gave him his status in life, and his social security number let him exist.

He defeated the Numbers by def...

The silver screen was his portal to unreachable universes.

Every time the lights came on, he wished he was stupid enough

to believe that all of it was real, and reali...