Saturday, February 25, 2017

Small furry creatures shoved in a compact in a purse. Took them in my apartment and they all leapt out. I realized then that the apartment was full of cats. I threw the cats outside. After, could only locate one, morphing from wounded furry mouse-like to owl on stilts to snake with large head.

Monday, February 13, 2017

The class was unruly, playing loud music from a box radio, shifting about, uninterested. The boards were covered with papers and falling down. The content was unclear, my lesson plan missing. The book was disorganized. As I turned my back to assign homework the class left, ten minutes early.
Next day, the class was so far away and soon.  Books to carry and papers: the bag broke so I left it. The way uncertain, strangers unhelpful, roads misleading. Beer fests, old timers making brass handles with tall machines in my way. I screamed. I felt I was trying to do right but it was all against me.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

I had a preying mantis and walking stick. Someone put them together in a bird cage and they faught, I found them alive but with no appendages. I gave them to Brad Pitt and soon after he died. I spent the rest of the night, dream to dream, telling people I'd killed Brad Pitt and dreading the consequences.

Monday, January 23, 2017

An obese woman on a hospital bed after I'd inserted a metal catheter, bolts and all. We were moving her to a gurney to be carried off by helicopter. We flopped her on the gurney, ignoring her screams and physical resistence. We strapped her in without any protection from the cold but a hospital gown.
I hiked a hill and found the summit was entirely muddy shallow water. I walked through the water to catch a view but was swept up in a current towards a ledge. Accepting this fate, I closed my eyes and went over, calm as I fell, soft landing near shore. I climbed out onto a curb near a line of shops.

Friday, September 16, 2016

...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.