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Sleep Drifting

by Joanne Faries  

snow hills shift in blustery wind
dreams swirl, yank neighbors
from my northern childhood
into Texas landscape
but no one owns a snow shovel

I wander my past in the present
my mother calls my name. Ten again, I
pump uphill, fighting Jersey shore dunes
Sand shimmers under tires
until my spinning wheels
lose traction, no forward momentum
like this dream with no conclusions

By Joanne Faries

Joanne Faries

Joanne Faries, originally from the Philadelphia area, lives in Texas with her husband Ray. She considers herself fortunate to be able to pursue writing after eons in the business world. However, she does like money, and so works part-time as a documentation specialist for a metals testing lab.

Published in Doorknobs & Bodypaint, Joanne writes short stories, flash fiction, and poetry. She has works in Shine magazine, Magnapoets Journal, Silver Boomer Books – Freckles & Wrinkles, Chicken Soup for the Soul – Kids in the Kitchen and also Thanks, Mom. Joanne has started several novels, currently in the crap stage.

Joanne enjoys reading and movies, and is the film critic for the Little Paper of San Saba, a town with no movie theater. Somehow that fits her writing career.

Humor and angst – on paper, together or separate. That’s her writing goal. http://wordsplash-joannefaries.blogspot.com Her e-mail address: Joanne Faries