Thursday, September 28, 2017


Dreaming Brush

She said, "I don't like my body. It really began to change." She paused and added, "When I turned 42."

The punchline is that I am 42. This was a dream.

I frantically searched an institution. The halls were long with tile floors. Many doors, each beige. No windows. In one room was my son. He was there for his behavior.

This was a dream.

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