Photo taken by Aya Telmissany

I never knew my dog could dream.

She dreams of running.

Every night, I see her

Lying on her side

Feet beating relentlessly

Against the silent air of night.


I can never tell what kind of

Dream she is having

Where could she be running to?

Is she running home?

Is she running from danger?

Am I the one she’s running to?


I lie half asleep on my side

And watch her run till

I slumber off. I have some

Running of my own

To do if I wake up in

The morn. Will I be running from


danger? Will I be running home?

Will you be the one

I am running to? Will I

be running out of

time? Or running around in

Circles? Or even running at