Dual Coast

Her Dream by Heather M. Browne

Her dream grew
Too large
Imagination spilling
Filling her room
Needing out
Creeping upon its windowed reflection
In pane

Shelved dolls listening
Hearing the dream’s gasp
Unable to split the seam of weighted eyelids
Lashed
Their response stuck in frozen smiles
Pearly teeth clenched
Anchored in place
No way to alert
Escape