Nightmare
By Fatima Hanan El Reda
Nightmare
In my dream, I’m losing you. It’s always the same hallucination:
One of us is trying to hold on, one of us is letting go.
You let go and I fall abysmally into my worst fear.
Time stretches, a labyrinth of longing. My eyes absorb
the morning light, my hand fumbles reaching for nothing.
And I fall, I fall.
Tell me, my love,
does a dream become a nightmare only when we wake up?
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Fatima Hanan El Reda has an MA in English Language and Literature from the Lebanese University and a BA in journalism. A lover of words and literature, she writes poetry and the occasional short story. She lives in Dubai, but her heart is in Beirut.
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