by E. Sky Katz


Will you tell me about my dreams when you wake up? Little mind with little eyes shaded by sleep and long blonde spires? Your body a pale egg in an empty nest? Paler, paler still.

Will you tell me about their dreams when I wake up? A garden snake on freckled fingers? Tap the glass like a windowpane? Little birds on long hot wires.

Will you tell me when I need to wake up? Pick the cotton from my eyes? Lick my lips because they’re dry? I’ll keep watch while we sleep tonight.


E. Sky Katz is at the cusp of graduation from Coe College with her BFA in English and Fine Art. She is addicted to vanilla lattes and buying more books than she can read. You can find her work on instagram: @river.static, or at her website:

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