hiding in my parents’ condo while we are robbed. my parents are gone but my friends have stopped by to hang out. we’re obeying the woman’s commands. something about this is very fishy. there are men in the other room but they haven’t come in and she is keeping us from seeing past the doorway. […]
Tag: police
the two boys are adolescent versions of themselves. they are on the couch on the ground floor being lazy slobs. they ask me if i know the Blue Man. What? I ask them. They say, yeah, we saw a blue man fly through here earlier. he was super fast. and as they’re describing it i […]
living in my last apartment with my suburban upper class generic dream family. we see a neighbor woman acting a little strange. she’s wearing a mask and peeking into our windows. we know her, she can come over any time. and then it appears as if she falls. she’s super pregnant so I, a teenage […]
i’m being watched. or i’m a target. or… they’re not really sure yet. but i’m definitely the center of some paranormal or psychological plot. the officers are sure of it. i can’t be at work. work is not safe anymore. i can’t go home. we decide i will stay with my brother. we’re not close […]
walking hannah, going south on Wesley. her harness has an extra lead attached to it that is picked up by what i at first think is a bird and laugh at the feeling of hannah being tugged in another direction from my end of the leash. but as i squint (oh the frustration of being […]
i’ve been waiting to see my court appointed counselor for a long time. i give up and go into the bathroom in the police station. i take the dead bloody hand out of my bag and let it slap the floor. then i dig until i find a giant butcher knife in my bag. i […]
My dad as a cop? Immigrant cousins and signed stained handbags. I don’t know.
Durian and fish cookies disguised as oatmeal raisin and offered by Adam. crumbs multiplying in my mouth, gagging and gagging, pulling a fishing line from my mouth and feeling the pull of the hook stuck in the roof of my mouth, way in the back. My dad who stank but I couldn’t smell it. Old […]
I had a dream that my dad went to psg and I got worms in my leg. I could touch it and see it through an x-ray microscope. Little tiny worms. I could feel them moving. And the police wanted me so I was trying to treat myself at the hospital without being found out […]
Helped my dad evade the police but without knowing why. I took him to a hotel miles away and he took on a new name. I briefly caught a glimpse of his true daughter in a doorway. In the basement a group of PSG peeps prepared to perform an autopsy on a bloated man dug up […]
