Places You've Seen in Your Nightmares
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Jessica Anne Lawson

Sunny mornings come and go but they never last. It has always rained here. It will always be raining here. This morning it was sunny, but began raining as I walked to the kitchen. I opened the freezer to extract a TV dinner. It's all I eat these days, for breakfast, unless I'm feeling like doordashing something better. But today my freezer light didn't turn on. It was dark. I was staring into a pitch black dark hole.

I spent a few moments thinking it through before I stepped inside and curled up. Is this what being in a coffin felt like? I can't remember.

the tomb devours you
its swallowing downs like violin chirps

i went somewhere when I closed my eyes. All of my dreams are walking simulators in my mind.

This place was so vast and beautiful. A thicket of azaleas, just like outside grandma's house. But it was also dry. I kept walking. The azaleas became fewer and fewer, and soon I was standing on a plane of reflective marble, staring down at the sky.

i don't remember this place but it's real but i cant imagien how it works
It feels fake? Like when you're playing an old video game that takes place in a desert but the walls are all black or grey and look mechanical. So you know the desert is all just fake.

And so I wondered; is this where Angels are made?

It all makes sense to me! Thank you, God! It all makes sense to me!

There's so much I wish I could show you. So many things. It's everywhere, everywhere is within me. I am my own tomb.

Can you imagine how many fake houses could be put there?