i’m being examined to see if i’m ready to move out into the world, out of this monastery. i’m a 12 year old boy in robes. i know all of the answers. but when they ask me the last question they hand me a red book with light pen scratches on the yellowed pages and […]
in some kind of dormitory. once again all wood, floors, walls, ceiling fans… it was beautiful and spacious. it was also a psych facility. everyone there was a little nutty, myself included. a man came to visit me. the same handsome devil from a previous dream. he asked me to go for a ride with […]
we’re in some sort of cafeteria, but the floors have the cheap carpet of our library and there is a fundraiser of some sort going on. i don’t know exactly what it is for. and the only thing up for bid is a paperback book of watercolor medical illustrations. i can’t really afford it, but […]
i was on a train. hannah and jasper were sitting in the seats across the aisle from me. we were moving to a new place. bandit was being moved with our belongings because she doesn’t like traveling. when it was our stop, i got off. but hanny and jaspers didn’t get up fast enough to […]
My dad as a cop? Immigrant cousins and signed stained handbags. I don’t know.