In this dteam I am a black woman whose wisdom has brought her to a place where she lives alone to come and go as she pleases. It is any town, USA.
She is not happy with something and she storms around slamming doors and wondering out loud what could possibly be the matter with everyone.
I just smile because I know we can always go talk to mom who knows just about everything about art and I wonder why she hasn’t been called yet. It starts to worry me that the other me hasn’t called her yet. “If I don’t get it right this time I’m going to really screw things up completely.” I thought
The edges of the room are dark. Now I’m only five and the black woman is gone. It’s just me and the shadows and Buck.
I’m tired of this dream. Time to wake up!
I’m tired.
Wake up. Wake up! Come on!
Wake the fuck up.
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