ysitting for a month. All the kids have left ept for the youngest boy who stays to destroy the hous His parents, John Lithgow & wife, are come home. As they jiggle the key in the lock, their sori shows me how he’s been able to fit dinner in the toothpaste tube. The bright white linens inside fluffily frame Mario’s mustachioed face as he smiles sizeably in full-color animation” e me. yacht, my mothe: thin, my fat eyes behind Italia . My father wears a couture summer sweater - color tuna. They couldn’t love me less. | also dreamt that | was at some huge convention where groups of people were clustered along } a large expanse of grass beside the ocean. There were stadium high structures here and there} and different groups were in the shade of the them, the way groups are sometimes stand under the backs of the stadiums in the summer. They were alll there in mourning for something, and all dressed in black, but in different styles, some modem, some urban, but all black. For some reason | got to spy through a telescope the woman who was in charge of the whole event. She was stretched out her towel on some sunny bit of beach, uncaring about the mourning event. There was a sense of everyone being critical that she wasn't actually participating. AS three tourists, a couple and their kid son, pinned down a young man in a checkered jacket on the street and started poking him and 5 tickling him, and | called them out or It was violent. It was on a street, Henry Street, right around the corner from my apartment. In the dream it wasn't winter, it was some warmer season. In the dream | was so shocked by what they had done because earlier on they'd been adorable and sweet.- oe a vi Way, \\ i ° roof talking about how worked with. He mentions a friend named chanics would no AS In another part of the dream, | was on St John, and ! went back to my old tent. Out on the wooden walkway | saw Alisha, a girl from high school. She told me she worked there, in the arts program. A silver antique butter knife that belonged to her w on the walkway, with “Atlantic Avenue” inscribed in the metal. | a e got it and aid | had given it to her as a gift. There were lots of mosquito Iwas on a strani ‘ork. I'm the only allowed seve : the train ci i don't see the actual VS hil 5 ctuz bi 5 : While lying on uch unable ie eran ene J , While tying on the couch unabl enter of the train car eae Eee ane ins, “tarantulas are more like kit and sc up the tarantu The narrator continues D erience and instir humans.” The little