I Slept by Jason Lambert

Almost every night, I have slept on a high bed under a pile of blankets. The second and third months, I had quick and busy dreams, close up and flashing: a wet bicycle, a galley kitchen, a tired road. Then the dreams lessened, lengthening to old friends – in sunshine mostly, in places that I loved them, in plain open air. I said thank you to many and sorry to some. After I dreamed of my parents when they were young, again and again.

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