April 6, 2018

Strange dreams, the kind that hold on until you’re more than half awake. Read as part of Queer Fest, me and four lesbians. They presented coming-out stories. I did not. I presented Uzziah and Tecumseh on the mountain. Coming-out stores are, now, pre-literature, something you get out of the way before you write the story.

Tony mowed the lawn and didn’t see the bears.