Dreams – Clay Russell

When you grow up in San Antonio you know something about the Alamo. You know how to get to it and you know…

The dream began at a party, though I am not clear as to the precise environment of the party. It might have been…

I was in the Brentwood neighborhood of Los Angeles and wanted to go to the airport. I tapped the Uber app on my…

It was unclear in my dream how I came to such a state of urgency vis-à-vis my housing situation. But urgent it was,…

The dream began with me in the wings, waiting for my introduction. It wasn’t a large theater — a high school auditorium, maybe,…

I had a dream the other night — I would have reported it sooner except I’ve been busy — that left me perplexed….

Some time ago, in one of my dreams, I encountered a man whose fingernails were on the bottoms of his fingers. It was…

In last night’s dream I was lounging in a slouchy, ’50s-teenager kind of way against the corner of a building on the Harvard…

Last night’s dream has me perplexed but no more than usual; I’m surprised by neither the content of my dreams nor their occurrence…

I just woke up from this dream and don’t know what to make of it: Calvin and I were working as caretakers or…

Clay Russell