My Most Terrible Dream

Feisal Abdi Alrahaman

Once upon a time I was in my bedroom. The earlier hours of the night I had been reading my books pondering over how I will succeed in my examination. But, after some time I went to sleep. In the middle of the sleep I was faced with a very strong lion. Imagine I was alone. The lion opened its mouth. When I saw the fur and long claws on its body I started trembling and my body was in a black out situation. Despite the fact that the lion was looking very hungry and tired however, I decided to run away to escape from the lion but my legs had no power to support me. I fall down onto the ground. I tried to crawl. My hands have no power. I tried to scream to ask for help but my voice was very hoarse to be heard.
But I lastly woke up.

Happening Now

  • We regret the passing, on April 11, 2024, of the distinguished Romanian author and critic Dan Cristea, who served as the editor in chief of the Luceafărul de Dimineață cultural monthly. In addition to being an alum of the 1985 Fall Residency, Cristea received his PhD in Comparative Literature at the University of Iowa.

  • Our congratulations to 1986 Fall Residency writer Kwame Dawes, who has been named the new poet laureate of Jamaica.

  • Congratulations to our colleagues Jennifer Croft and Aron Aji, who are among those serving as judges for the National Book Awards this year, in their case in the category of translated literature.

  • Ranjit Hoskote’s speech at the 2024 Goa Literary Festival addresses the current situation in Gaza.

  • In NY Times, Bina Shah worries about the state of Pakistani—and American—democracy.

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