You Tell Me Your Dreams

October 28, 2018

You tell me your dreams
I am better behaved
In them
magical, nuanced, prettier
Young as tips of grasses

The dreams you tell me of
have trains, swimming,
and flying -

I am long haired and leggy
taller than my
five foot six inches
I touch your cheek in your dreams
Make a kiss sound. Kiss!

Forgotten are dark boys
who take up my memory
my houses, my ponds
Gone are my limbs
they ache for missing my mother
for missing him.

In your dreams, I am only the present moment
You are gracious, the host.

We find jam and bread
and taste sour cherries
that burst when
we bite into them.


For Addison who was Amanda 10/2018

Christianna P. Hannum

About the Author 

Christianna Hannum is a writer and filmmaker, living in Pennsylvania with her two children, adopted from Latvia. Her award winning film Goodnight Ladies is about her grandmother, a famous equestrian. Christy loves languages, speaks Italian and Latvian, plays tennis and you can always find her swimming. She is a sometimes stylist, English teacher and fundraiser for museums. She believes in firsts - first loves, first dance, first poem and first travel across the world.  She is working on a memoir - happy, happier, Happiest.

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