Listening in on a phone call my boss is having on speaker. I’m annoyed by and embarrassed by her behavior. She is calling her son’s friends to tell them he has to be on a conference call with a potential employer or something. Molly is on the other end, being business polite but i know […]
we’re going to bake a pie or something but first we need to find the required tools: levels, T-squares, wrenches. we have replaced the online stock images for “refugee” with the face of a white man. if everyone who sees stories of refugees sees a white man as the victim, maybe they’ll do something to help. […]
The place was unfinished and dusty but a group of friends were living there already and quite settled. Every door was shut in the building. White doors with raw wood frames. White drywall not yet primed at my sides and bare bulbs above. At the right bottom corner of every door a place was carved out […]
I don’t think I can properly describe last night’s dream, but it involved a bin of semen, grain, and tools (none of them separately contained), an elevator that you had to tell a story to for it to move and no guarantees where you would end up (I exited in a building across the street), […]
dreamed that if i leaned out the 40th story of my office building, i could reach the top bunk, bring one leg down to the bottom bunk rail, and then finally bring my other leg down and set my bare foot on the cold cement. it felt good to touch solid ground again.
Last nights dream involved a high rise hotel with a coiled cobra the size of a semi truck hovering 2/3 up the lakeside of the building. Someone flew a dragon up to it and the dragon sniffed it. It did not flinch. The dragon bit the larger snake’s neck. It did not writhe or hiss […]
Fighting over tea, living in the Sears tower, cradling a sick Brett, pissing on dirt.