Monthly archive September, 2010

I remember pinching the edges of a woman’s face

I remember pinching the edges of a woman’s face because she was sitting in my chair. She ignored me and laughed. It was a dinner party and we were all dressed as birds.

I am in a white garage

I am in a white garage. Kid Rock takes a paint brush and dips it into a can of white paint. “Do it like this!” He begins to fling the paint at the wall in the same manner as Jackson Pollock sans cigarette. I am painting the wall, a bit upset wondering why I am...

Two children are lying down on a bed

Two children are lying down on a bed, facing each other. I become one of the children, and the bed is my bed. I crawl out of bed, and there are red ants everywhere, crawling all over my bed, my floor, biting me. My mother comes running with a bucket. She pours water on the...

seeing him there with his burnt sienna brown cap on

seeing him there with his burnt sienna brown cap on, calling me on the phone, “i’ve had some drinks, yeah, we’re friends, close like brother and sister, but we’re trying she might not want me calling you.” i can see a picture of her, her eyes are closed and she’s smiling close to the camera,...

I was trying to get out of the city

I was trying to get out of the city, fleeing some futuristic monsters. Government rescue vehicles landed in front of me, but to my chagrin they froze me in a block of ice.

I am commuting to New York City

I am commuting to New York City, standing across the Hudson River in New Jersey. I walk down to a subway platform and find the tracks have been flooded. Some commuters are distraught, and give up on their attempt to make the voyage in to the city. Back on the surface I find myself walking...

I was at Sunday school

I was at Sunday school at my old old church with friends from uni, and the main thing I remember was a baby crawling onto the floor from its mothers lap, I bent down to pick it up and it turned into a rabbit; I shook it and it became a frog, then I lifted...

A Busby Berkeley production number

A Busby Berkeley production number where I am standing on a toilet and there is a group of statuesque chorus girls circling the pot, flushing the toilet in syncopation with the music–an odd mix of John Williams, Richard Rogers and Danny Elfman. I remember seeing this all reflected on a mirror that hung overhead, like...

When I was small

When I was small, I had a dream that my grandma was staring into a big empty swimming pool crying “oh my Amy darling.” I had apparently drowned in that pool.

Swinging from the rafters of the gymnasium

Swinging from the rafters of the gymnasium where my school used to hold convocation assemblies. I would mentally telescope down at individuals, then telescope back to swing effortlessly around.

I have forgotten to take a class in history

I have forgotten to take a class in history which is required to graduate from high school. I spend all day avoiding my history teacher, thinking that if he doesn’t see me, maybe he will forget I didn’t take his class.

I was on a date (with some kinda short and creepy guy)

I was on a date (with some kinda short and creepy guy) and we went to an outdoor concert/picnic type of thing. I saw some old friends as we walked in and stopped to talk to them, and my date didn’t realize I had stopped so we inadvertently got separated. A few minutes later when...