fragments: going into a shed for a Daughters of the Dark Moon ritual. women painting their own stories of healing directly onto their skin. smiling happy women. butterflies and dragons and cosmos. Calling Amy and asking her how she makes paint. she says she just uses fabric dye. squeezing blue dye out of soaking fishnet […]
with friends on the edge of a silent and empty city. it’s like chicago, but some parallel version of it. it’s almost time for them to leave and we lament that none of us went for a swim. so i jump in the canal/river and laugh about how nice it is to swim. but as […]
dreamed that i waited in line for forever with my mom to check out of a hotel after PSG. and then when we were ready to go i was like, “Oh! i forgot to break down camp!” and i ran upstairs and took down our two tents from the carpeted floors of the hotel conference […]
i dreamed about Weird Al. I worked in a hospital that was a colonial style mansion that was a commune that was an amusement park that was a concert hall. weird al asked me to get vaccination records for Woody (from Toy Story) and his other little toy buddy, Allen. so i went and got […]
part of my dream involved going to the basement of a church where i could speak with Barbara about how her husband is doing since she passed. i told her how he had shared a deck she had drawn – it was a playing card deck drawn to be used as a divination deck. she […]
dreamed that i went to PSG and it was full of malls and no one would serve me ice cream. 😦 but brett got me a cellphone case that was basketball themed and said Friday the 13th on it, so i knew at least one person liked me.
I dreamed when Gracie was laying next to me of going back to psg because I thought it was starting over again right away but it wasn’t and it was only creepy people there and I gathered huge red apples from around the bonfire pit which was set up with a stick teepee ready to […]
work-psg-wartime dreams? my boss in a peach taffeta dress singing Love is a Battlefield in a stone cathedral for an army of pagans.
dreamed last night i was camping with a friend at psg and i was saying “if you could just see what i see….” about her husband and she said “just so you know, i’m smart enough to know he’s an asshole and strong enough to leave. i did already.”
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 […]