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In the dream, I am hanging

 

upside-down from the petals

of a tulip - the kind you spend

an hour planting in fall then

forget about until 

 

spring - up in the sky. I cannot see

if I am big or small; if I look

up I can only see my feet and

 

clouds, but not my hands. Where

did they go? Did they finally crawl

underneath my skin - is that why

I hurt so much?

 

My gym teacher calls

my name. Her hair is no longer

green. She eats oranges instead.

 

If I look down I can

see seven dragonflies. One

only wants to talk about politics,

yet it has never graduated

college. "I have a relevant

opinion," I say to the seven

dragonflies. "But I haven't

 

graduated college either."

The fourth dragonfly hums.

"What makes you think it is 

relevant? Did you invent

lasagna?"

 

"No, but I have discovered

the freezing point for matcha-

flavored chocolate," I say. The

tulip changes

 

into matcha-flavored chocolate,

melted. The seven dragonflies

buzz - I think they are laughing.

"We fly," says the one who only

 

wants to talk about politics. They fly.

My gym teacher changes

her hair back to green. It hurts. I

can smell it on my skin.

 

In the dream, I am hanging




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