i dream that a man has been spotted outside my parents' house in somerset. sharpening his ax. he was hired to kill me. hack me into little bits as i ran.
there are rumors that he's been seen and i don't want to believe and i keep waking up
trying to write it off as a dream but i fall asleep again and it's real.
my mother says i have to move away. i say leave the country she says city we settle on state. north carolina. i'm happy because i always wanted to go but hadn't had a reason. there are seafood restaurants, one i am working at. marty owns it.
then i am living in this marvelous wooden house in the forest and i'm glad that we can sleep with windows open and hear the rhythm of the bugs singing in the night. my parents live in the little house we lived in in berea, right behind us, 1000 ft away.
my family and i are standing at the top of a hill on a creek and mom keeps throwing big bouncy balls in and i go down and wade in barefoot on the rocks to catch them when they come downstream.
