I Had That Dream Again Last Night

We were buying milk at that 7-11 when a robber shot me right in the mouth. I couldn’t speak or cry out, but ribbons of giant text gushed out of me until I deflated completely. Blood, milk, unread words everywhere, and then that kid started telling a joke. You laughed.

Robb Lanum is a failed screenwriter in Los Angeles who has fallen in love with the short form.