James A. Reeves

Dreams

They Enter Our Minds Like Bats

The ancient Greeks believed dreams enter our sleeping minds like bats to deliver messages from the gods.

Myth Journal Dreams
A House Always Made of Freshly Chopped Wood

I still have vivid dreams that my mother is still alive; I find her sitting at a kitchen table in a tiny house by the sea, living under an assumed name.

Dreams Journal
A Fair Chunk of Our Time Was Spent Pacing and Sighing

Dreams Journal Process
Feedback Loops

The photograph of my mom refuses to leave the auditorium. We jiggle the cords, but she’s still there, twenty feet tall and gazing at the water.

Autobiography Dreams Journal
We Tuned In to Watch a Livestream of Airplanes Struggling to Land

Dreams Journal
Dream Language

I woke up wondering if I would live my life any differently if I measured my age in days or hours instead of years.

Dreams Journal
A Perfect Crescent Dangled Over the Street

Dreams Journal
Spirit

Dreams Ghosts Journal
Deer

Dreams Journal
August 5, 2020

Dreams Journal
Each Finger Has Its Own Consciousness

Dreams Journal
Vivid

Dreams Journal
Toll

Dreams Driving Grief Journal
May 21, 2020

Dreams Journal
Symbols

Dreams Journal
Compound

Dreams Journal
The noise of humanity prevented God from sleeping.

Dreams Journal
Lung

Dreams Journal
An Echo of the Days and Weeks After Losing My Mother

Dreams Journal
Cross

Dreams God Journal
Ghost

Dreams God Journal
Dreams

Dreams Journal
Cabin

We took a ship through the Finnish archipelago towards a small island in the Baltic Sea.

Dreams Grief Journal