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In my dream
In my dream there are three kinds of little houses: constructed of paper, poured silicone and cast resin. We are stuck cleaning the shit out of Suzy Menkes’s sweater.
In my dream
In my dream I look at the back of the slipcase and think “non-binary spaceship” as my eyes pass over the picture of the slightly smug alien and their fussy pompadour.
In my dream
In my dream the branching, multi fingered growth that sprouted from his head has toppled him over, pinning him to the floor. Reddened, the tips slowly wave back and forth.
In my dream
In my dream I’m sure that he will give it back.
In my dream
In my dream I see a bit of blonde hair.
In my dream
In my dream I am finally interviewing L as we walk through the woods. She is bemused. The survivors are gathered at the bottom of a basin and we begin a tender orgy.
In my dream
In my dream I’m disappointed with the way that the favorite artist bundles are too small for the cheap plastic containers.
In my dream
In my dream it never started.
In my dream
In my dream a quiz in the woods while they are a meadow.
In my dream
In my dream it is impossible to tell which of them are 45 percent.