Covid Dreams
are not unlike the dreams of a people mythmaking, my ancestors willing an uncertain future into being. In mine no one says to drink bleach, to wash hands with boiling water, to shine a killing light inside. Instead I dream of exalted valleys and the shore, of the corrugated Sound calling me safely home. When I wake
there are only bodies, breathless, spoiling, risen to glory. There is no place
like the one I dreamed, perhaps it never existed. Perhaps it waits to be born.
Danielle Ellen Jones attended Columbia University, where she graduated with a degree in neuroscience, and Oxford University, where she completed her Master’s degree in creative writing. Danielle lives and works in Qatar. “Since the beginning of the crisis, people have reported strange dreams. Likely brought on by stress and shared trauma, these dreams have been unusually vivid.
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