Cretaceous Little Girl

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a dream I had and quickly jotted down. I tried to write down everything in little snapshots of memory so I would remember as much as possible before it left me. It spoke to me very vividly as it brought up memories of being a kid and growing up. One of my best memories of when I was a kid was finding a souvenir dinosaur claw from Jurassic Park in the sand at Palo Duro Canyon in Texas. I was on a camping trip with my family and I remember that it filled me with wonder and joy. Before I had this dream, I attached a string to the dinosaur claw and hung it around my rearview mirror.

I saw dinosaur bone remnants hanging from my rearview mirror

Previously I had searched for them in the sand of my backyard

While my mom was searching for happiness in little perfume bottles she kept away in cabinets

And as she looked at them, she was truly happy

While I dug for bones, at the same time driving away to a destination unknown

My mom let in a pair of strangers into our home, to stay for the night, a boyfriend and a girlfriend

And they went up to my room to stay, as they smiled in their wrinkled clothes they fell to bed

While my dad found happiness in the perfume he called alcohol, he’d wear it every night

And my mom, would smell another woman on his breath and his skin, that he couldn’t help being in love with

Piles of clutter towered to the ceilings, all neatly kept conveniently in the way of those bottles

Everything disinfected, smelled of alcohol, except the little clutters in the hall

Spontaneous rooms and levels of our home collapsed

The hot sand charred my hands, but I kept digging into the levels of dirt, spontaneously living the past and the future

Until these old bones could not take its extinction any longer and forced itself upon the recognition of a curious little girl


Submitted: November 17, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Roxanne Byrne. All rights reserved.

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Archia

I really enjoyed reading this, it's really interesting. I feel like there's a lot of different layers to this; it's much more than just a child digging for bones. I thought it was really clever how you integrated all the other ideas smoothly into this one overarching idea. Great job.

Tue, November 17th, 2020 11:16am

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Hi Archia, thank you so much for your kind words. I love how you've interpreted the story. After I jotted this dream down upon waking, I realized that there was so much to this dream and I wanted to explore it even more. I agree that it feels very layered. I thought it was so interesting that dinosaur bones were hanging from my rearview mirror, a place where the mirror reflects what is behind me. I feel like that could be a metaphor for looking into the past and the dinosaur bones might signify that the past is buried deeply.

I think dream interpretation is such an interesting way to learn about ourselves and others. I'm so glad that this story connected with you. Thank you so much for reading and commenting! It means so much to me :)

Wed, November 18th, 2020 1:57am

Serge Wlodarski

Good story.

Tue, November 17th, 2020 1:12pm

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Thank you, I appreciate you saying that. So glad you enjoyed it. Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
I hope you have a great night,

Roxanne

Wed, November 18th, 2020 1:24am

Sharief Hendricks

Very interesting one here Roxanne

This is exactly how I imagine being in a dream state would feel like, past and present mixed, yet flowing as one into the same existence.

You have a wonderful descriptive talent that paints little images and brings them to life...not an easy craft...

"While my dad found happiness in the perfume he called alcohol, he'd wear it every night" What an amazing line !!!!!

Well done, I loved it !

Thu, November 19th, 2020 8:19am

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Thank you so much Sharief! That means so much to me. I'm so happy you enjoyed this. I could never forget this dream, it is imprinted into my mind forever. I've always been fascinated by dreams and have always wanted to figure out how to lucid dream so I could fly or do anything I wanted. It's so true that the present and past seem to mix and flow as one. I love that dreams don't have to follow the rules of life.

And I love that there is so much interesting symbolism and metaphors in dreams. It's so fun to analyze what it might be saying to us. I do know it helps to keep a dream journal, so I've been trying to keep track of my dreams that way more often.

Your kindness truly moves me Sharief. Thank you so much again for reading and commenting!

Fri, November 20th, 2020 2:23am

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