...I was walking with you down a school corridor and the power went out. You scurried around the corner quite unexpectedly forward and away from me. I shouted that I was lonely then, when you did not answer, I returned to the classroom from which we had originally emerged. I had tasks to complete but I did not know where to begin.


I can only think that it was you Gig. Where did you go? Death does not suit you. But then, you always wore ill´fitting suits.

...I was involved in care of an ugly baby curly blond hair size changing, sick with complications: inflating head drooling diarrhea, welts, trach secretions. Rubbed fragile body with thick Ativan paste. Called 911 despite mother's indifference. Failed rescue, admonished EMS for poor communication.

I was walking along a meandering river, a disturbance becoming a frenzy of  pink "salmon" leaping, parading on the bank in groups, ranging in size: some of them like furless mammals. Fishermen in overalls threw fodder from hay trucks. I was concerned about the imbalanced ecosystem.

..I was working as a bartender and had been asked to make a cocktail of soy sauce and vinegar in a large glass. When I added the drops of soy sauce they formed swirling dust clouds and then solidified into rocks that stuck together and formed islands with vegetation. I thought I might become famous.