Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Last night I had a dream about Yoko Ono and Gertrude Stein. A woman invited me and a male companion into her hotel apartment, which was a spaceship. She showed us swaths of cut-up fruit. I said, it reminds me of Gertrude Stein. But I couldn't remember all of the sections in Tender Buttons. I only remembered Rooms and Objects. Not Food.

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