Take the Dog out of it's Dog Suit.

I'm on a roof of a city house, there's a dog taken out of it's dog suit and put into a wet cardboard box suit. Flimsy unsupportable soggy legs. A tin man robot with the words "Daddy" across his chest. A man with a carrot for a head wearing a suit and a top hat. We're putting the dog in different suits. We finally put him in a Frankenstein suit which fits him well.

I'm in France and The Philadelphia Museum of Art. The sun is coming up and the world is bathed in an orange yellow light. I'm sitting in the lawn near the museum with my co-worker, Erin Riley and another girl. I get up and walk to the end of the street where hundreds of people on rollerblades come up to Eakin's Oval from West River Drive.

curled up like a cat on a chair. I don't sleep.

I'm in a small house, waiting for Tom and Alex Shaffer to show up. There was a murder in the house and the police have blocked off a room. I can't go in there, but I left my backpack in the room. I couple had been killed and mutilated in bathtubs, wrapped in gauze, their flesh and guts seeping through, wet with water and lifeless expressions.

When Tom and Alex got there, I was in pajamas, soaked with the water that was in the bathtubs of the dead couple. I didn't want him to see me.

Rena brought home a baby.

The apartment was redone. The kitchen expanded and we good green railings and marble floors, new cabinets, and a red stone decoration on the railings.

I'm in my bed and it's become an elevated version of our porch at the 125 house. It's early in the morning and there's a thick grey air surrounding me, cold with the beginning of winter. I'm laying on my mattress looking up at the sky and the trees, I can feel the wind picking up and I watch leaves and acorns fall onto me and my bed.

"How am I going to make it through the winter?"

Rena is safe and warm with her new baby below me in her indoor bed. She's on Skype with someone from West Chester who we went to high school with who is now permatripping from too much acid. I then transport to West Chester where I meet up with Tom and walk around a graveyard with.

I can feel it

I'm swimming in the pool we used to have in Cape May. It's late in the day, so the pool is shaded by the house. I feel so vivid and blue and I can feel the water seep into me and I'm swimming swiftly with precision.

Later, I'm in a little four roomed house that is Frank's around the corner from my Nonna's home. He's having a party there and it must be really late now, it's so late, the sun is coming up and it's almost morning and there's a cool white light illuminating everything. There are people sitting on the floor of this little house laughing and drunk and all over are glasses and vessels filled with liquids of different colors and consistencies. His friend Joey is there.

I leave and I find Shane Farrell in the empty streets. He's in Cape May with his family and wants to meet up with me. He's hitting on me but I'm not responding. He keeps asking me questions as we walk down the middle of the quiet road and sleepy houses.

car accidents

I'm sleeping on the floor of Celia Zizzi and Erica Dreher's apartment floor in Olde City. Her cats, Penelope and Dexter are sitting on my belly talking to me.

It's raining and getting colder. I'm driving or walking down City Line Avenue, I can hear cars with their bright headlights whiz past me, rain kicking up into the grey. My twin brother, Evan was in a car accident and his funeral is being held up the street in the house I grew up in. Shane Farrell is there and he's supposed to be my date. I keep thinking how weird it's going to be if someone asks if I have any siblings. All my life I was used to saying "Yeah, I'm a twin, He's the total opposite of me though." Now what?

Me and other kids who were going to Evan's funeral walked down City Line Avenue towards Alex Willis' house to go see him.