After Stew

Bri

Last night, I went to my friend Brian V's One & One & One Makes Stew exhibit.

Brian draws cats like these -




Because he does not like cats, he draws them to conquer his fear of them. He puts them in strange settings, mixing them up with aliens, octopus(es) and robots.

Bri admonishes me to forget The Flake: He Is Trouble And You Know It!

He hates The Flake, though he has never met him: I have never seen anyone burn with such disdain for a stranger. As I talk about my friendship with the Flake, Bri smashes the air: You're defending him again. He is a Grade-A asshole! I don't know why you don't see that.

Bri does this because he has seen how the Flake has turned me around and upside down.

You are an intelligent woman, Brian says, you will figure it out soon.

Nightmare # 92

Hundreds of fever-yellow maggots are festering on the floor. Blocking the path to the door, they’ve made it impossible for my mother and I to leave. Some are still in their pupae, while others are fully grown (up to two feet long and four feet fat). In the dream we gripped large torches, holding them low to the ground so that we could burn the creatures alive.