Saturday, September 27, 2008

Dream 927

Dreamed the baby was born but wouldn't eat. She would only swim in the ocean. I stood on the shore and kept calling her back. Mom said not to worry, she'll cry if she's hungry. There in the ocean, she seemed more fish than anything else, slippery, foreign. Outside our bedroom window, the rain fell so hard against the turned-off AC it seemed all of Brooklyn might drown.

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