Tuesday, July 29, 2014

two nights ago dreamed that I was out working in our tiny linear container garden along the side of the house when I glanced up and saw this huge, lovely turned garden plot in our back yard that I had never noticed before. "Why haven't we just been using that?" I asked Sikkema.

Monday, July 28, 2014

dreamed I unwrapped something like a Klondike bar and dropped its contents into a stream. Inside were three small blocks that turned into "Medusa swans" when they touched the water. I said, "they'll take care of the corpses."

Sunday, July 27, 2014

last night i dreamed everyone had GIFs for tattoos, which made walking around distracting and dangerous...the next thing i know i was in line at the bank (which is weird b/c i haven't been inside a bank in years), when i finally got to the window, the teller was talking but only images came out of his mouth, and i was like WTF!, and the person behind me in line whispers "yeah, that guy only speaks in GIFs"

Thursday, July 24, 2014

In the dream I seemed only slightly perplexed that I was growing a singular horn.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

In my dream, some critter like a mad possum bit my finger and it hurt so much I woke up. My finger hurt like hell when I woke up, but no clue why or how.
dream: my father tries to call me from the airport. i answer the wrong phone. u tell me we have roosters, rabbits and a guinea pig. maybe a parrot. i don't want roosters. i'm in the men's dorm by mistake. they are all naked. i try to pretend like i don't notice. our apt. is leaking. i try to get towels. i'm twisted in an awkward position between tables and a man. i pry myself loose. a young girl is doing a television interview. she is wearing a black leotard. her breast is exposed and she doesn't know it. i think she will be so embarrassed. why didn't they edit it out. i want to tell her someone was videotaping me dancing once and the same thing happened to me. i never got to see the video for some reason. i am walking in a city. maybe it's santa cruz. i am so happy to be home where there is some activity, some life. the ocean air feels wonderful. i don't know if you're there or not.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Perhaps I have been thinking too much about a new project, which is about resistance against the compelling conviction that I am not allowed to stay. I dreamt of light. That a person I once loved wanted me to catch it and if I refused I would be killed. I managed to escape before the walls closed in and began hastily throwing my suitcases into the minivan. But there was no room for me. And so I ran to catch the train. Of course, when I arrived it politely passed by without me: Excuse me, miss. I resigned myself to die.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

I dreamed my throat was crammed with sticks & I kept pulling them out one by one but there were always more.

Monday, July 7, 2014

dreamed I was taking an intro creative writing class, first day, and the instructor asked us all to free-write about "homes" from different perspectives, and I wrote down the words RED HOUSE and then started daydreaming, and when she called on my to read mine aloud and I said I hadn't really finished anything, she made fun of me and rolled her eyes and I wanted to say, "I have published several books, you know!" But I did not because RED HOUSE.

I also dreamed I had a pair of pet raccoons I had to carry around with me everywhere in a double-sided cage; they had these long teeth, though, that I had to file down every day the way you'd sharpen a knife, holding the raccoons and running their teeth up and down the cage's stone edges.

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Triple nightmare last night: some kind of hippy family invaded my home from the hill above, threatened to sue me when I asked them to leave. I escaped them in my car but noticed the brakes completely stopped working, so I coasted through the lights which miraculously each turned green until I came to a stop on a hill. Then all these drivers started yelling at me to get my car out of the street. Things started to get ugly until we all got distracted by a giant rocket flying low around the city. We realized it was a nuclear missile and waited for the the detonation. But I did look up at the hill at my house, and the hippy family was gone.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

There were two little red monkeys leaping back and forth over a snowy road. I somehow snapped the corner off my handheld communication device, but it still worked, and looked like molten glass and agate inside. A blond man in a white van made big gestures, which I pretended not to notice. A child was about to tell me something important, but we were interrupted when I woke.

Friday, July 4, 2014

In my dream I was listening to a generic vinyl reprint of a record by an early seventies glam band named Trash, a song called "We Can Take the Underground." It was pretty good.