Dream Poem №1

Oliver Miller
2 min readAug 26, 2021

We were riding on a ship through the sea,

through icy waters,

lost.

An old-fashioned ship with masts.

We were searching for new lands,

new territories, but now we were lost.

The captain of the ship rubbed his sweaty brow,

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Oliver Miller

I have an MFA in fiction and have written for many publicatons, including The Huffington Post, AOL, Sundance Channel TV, and The Paris Review Online.