May 19th. The cool, clear air in the orchard. He walks between the trees. Their shadows on the pale grass. He has no shadow. He is unseen. The fallen fruit and the fruit flies buzzing. The air feels chill in his throat. He is a ghost. May 21st. Back at a version of … Continue reading dream diaries…65
May 10th 2019 Waking, beneath the domed ceiling of the Picardy Hotel, to the sound of knocking on the room door. It is Graham T. His shirt is heavily stained with blood. He has been in a knife fight. I am so concerned that I don't think to ask him how he comes to be … Continue reading dream diaries…64
April 29th 2019 (Edinburgh) A hotel in southeast Asia. The white walls, window shutters & red roof tiles are wreathed in creepers. The sun and shadows play on the walls of a courtyard. There is an aura of old colonialism, faded. A long, white car, with sweeping wheel arches and running boards, idles on the … Continue reading dream diaries…63
