A nightmare swallowed me 

My drowning mother 

I reached for her 

I grabbed and pulled 

She sank 

I panicked 

She was too far 

My heart raced 

I couldn’t breathe

She’s dying! 

She’s dead.

I woke up 

It’s her birthday next week

It was a dream – she is still alive

I will buy her a gift 

So I bought her a gift 

Which she never received 

Because she was already 

Dead.