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Toddler Lying on Pink Fleece Pad

flowers in her hair
she sleeps
dreaming baby dreams
of the world
have waiting
for her


Shahbaz Akram

The Dream…

“You’re beautiful, but then you probably know that already.”


“You’re eyes, your hair, your face, well, just perfect.”

“Thank you?”

“”You must hear that all the time, right?”

“You’d be surprised on how often I don’t hear that.”

“You’re joking.”

“I’m not.”

“What’s your name?”  she asked.


“Oh, you don’t have to tell me, I was just curious.  I mean it’s not really important.”

“Look, I was on my way home from…somewhere and…I…then I…was here.”

“Oh, sorry!” she said, her eyes wide.  “I didn’t mean to do that again.”

“Do what again?”

“Drag anyone into my dreams.  Really, I’m so sorry.”

“Wait,” he said, “you were dreaming about me, and that’s why I’m here?”

“I wasn’t dreaming about you, in particular, I was dreaming about the perfect man and…you showed up.”

“You’ve done this before?” he asked, staring at her.

“A few times,” she said, smiling.

“What happened to the other guys?”

“They went home, of course.  Each of them perfect, just not perfect for me.”

“What are you?”

“Excellent,” she said, surprised.  “No one has ever asked that before.”


“I’m a Dreamer.”

“I got that part,” he said.

“No I AM a Dreamer.  I can make things happen when I’m dreaming.”

“You’re not from around here, are you.”

“Another good question.  Well more of a statement but still,” she said, rubbing her eyes. “No.  I’m not from around here, exactly.  But I’ve been here for awhile.”

“How long?”

“Would you like some gum,” she asked, holding out a pack of strawberry bubble gum.  “It’s really good.”

“How long?”

“Since the beginning.”

“Since the beginning of what?”

“The beginning of everything.”

“You mean….”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”

“Where did you come from?”

“Far away.  I came here with my tribe and we landed on this poor volcanic, ravaged rock and Dreamed it into a lush, beautiful garden with lovely animals and trees and…”

“So you’re a creation story?”

“I’m not a story, I’m right here.”

“Why did you do it?”

“It’s what we do.  We travel through the universes and Dream things into being.”

“Where are the others?” he asked, looking around.

“Long gone. I’m the Stay Behind.  We always leave someone behind to keep things moving along.  Unfortunately, I kind of lost control of all of you and well, you can see how badly that has turned out.  There are always more of us coming and going, so things are being Dreamed all the time.  And, before you ask, I did send an urgent message home, so reinforcements should be here soon.”

“How soon?”

“Not everyone, or everything, keeps the same time as you do.  Anyway, if you destroy the planet, we will simply recycle it and Dream something new.  We learn from our mistakes,” she laughed, “so you won’t be back.  Surely you don’t think this is the first time the planet has been Dreamed.”

“You seem so casual about it.”

“Happens all the time.  Things are always exploding and doing fun things in space.”

“I feel weird.”

“You’re standing too close to me.  You probably want to kiss me but that’s just the Dream calling to you.  Ignore it if you can.”

“What would happen if I did kiss you?”

“You could be trapped in the Dream forever.”

“I better go.”

“That’s probably a good idea.”

“What’s it like in your Dream?”

“Everything is beautiful and perfect,” she said happily.

“What about a quick kiss?”

“I wouldn’t advise it,” she said, fluffing her pillow.  “If you move farther away, the feeling will pass.”


“Goodnight perfect man…see you in your dreams.





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