A phone project by Matt Roberts, Terri Witek and Michael Branton invites you to refurbish an urban space by activating a floating garden of 7-word dreams. Below are dreams sent in by previous participants.
Dream Garden is a curated site and may be edited for content.
Where I fell I lasted only briefly
I dreamed that telephone rang without answer
I slipped something in my own drink
Terri how will I finish this portfolio?
The water makes for a nifty grave
I didn’t want them to take her
The world always took my little brother
I loved until I was left forever
A brother stuffed into saxophone case casket
Her doppelganger was a secret demonic face
Flick the bean with one hand now
Sand on tongue grew into skyscraper castles
Bumblerat code crown sweat in my brain
Mommy, why did the sun leave us?
Ecstasy of a universe unwritten; unwavering, unknown
Dragon suddenly shifted into a flying dirigible
My hands melted but my face froze
In a candy shop, no lights, closer
Surprise altar speech interrupting perception of me