Sunday, January 30, 2011

(New School) 1620 Pennington Road, Goodbye Philadelphia

I see the Liberty Place collapsing from a window in Whole Foods. I'm looking straight down the Ben Franklin Parkway from a high window. It's collapsing because it was built with poor architectural support, even though the building was only 20 years old or so. I see me and Evan's 89 Toyota Camry, with Evan driving it, going towards the ruble and the falling building. I panic and call him. No answer. I call him again and he picks up, telling me he's fine.

At Whole Foods, they took me off the schedule. I get upset and leave. The inside of Whole Foods looks like Trader Joes.

I'm on the R100 going towards Norristown. I'm the only one on the train and we're going to pick Evan up from the Beechwood-Brookline stop. Even though Evan pushed the light, the driver goes right past him. I freak out at her and she screams back at me saying we have other people to pick up.

Nonna and Nonna gave Evan and I their house at 1620 Pennington Road. I'm really happy because that means I don't have to pay rent anymore. Nonna said Tom could live with me as well.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Waterfalls

I'm with Abi walking down this creek by the side of this road, it sort of reminds me of Gladwyn. We're jumping off waterfalls together into crystal pools taking photographs of each other perched on rocks. I'm on this one rock at the bottom of a waterfall, I'm posing in the sun. She's taking pictures of me closer and closer until she kisses me. I back away.

I'm in West Philadelphia where all the Italians used to live, around 63rd and Callowhill. I'm in a rowhome and all my extended Italian family is there including Frank.

I go over the Ben Franklin Bridge with Maddey, I tell her what happened with Abi. We stay in an office building that looks like a room with Greek sculptures in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We're going to New York.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

my boobala wasn't exposed.

I'm in a little motel on a hill off City Line Avenue, I guess it's sort of near Wissahickon. I'm sharing a room with Tom, John and Eric. It's a famiy owned motel- their little girls are running up and down the green carpeted steps.

I'm working the Front End at Whole Foods Market because the bakery wasn't getting enough customers, but I still have to make sure I do my duties in both the bakery and as cashier. I can't do both.

I'm standing on a hill in a bikini I crocheted myself.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

(3307) House of Leaves-esque

There's a cave in the apartment of my basement. Tom, Chris DeSimone, Sammy Greenburg and Chris Cho are with me. As we go down into the cave I can feel the space getting larger and larger even though it's becoming darker. It feels as though I'm walking down a steep highway. Someone has a bright spotlight directing us, I can see pine trees, though I still know we're in a basement. I'm afraid of being first in line and last, I don't know whats out there in the dark. It feels like days venturing down- we finally get to a flight of basement steps and we walk into a basement room decorated with early 20th century furniture and vitamins all across the wooden floors. I can feel gel pills under my feet. We're all amazed that someone would dig that far to have their own private room. We go back up to tell others. They all think it's the new thing to do and go without me, even though it's my apartment.

Ellie the cat finds her way into a vat of gross marinara sauce, I have to bathe her while everyone is exploring

Sunday, January 16, 2011

SAFE

Tom wants to date Kendra King. I'm upset, but he points out that I'm dating another boy. This boy is a taller lankier version of Tom with bigger teeth. He says that it's unfair that I have another boyfriend and I shouldn't hold him back from hanging out with Kendra romantically on Monday and Tuesday.



I'm outside my grandparent's old house on Pennington Road in Philadelphia. There's a tunnel made of snow leading from the sidewalk to their doorstep that my grandfather built. Next to the entrance of the tunnel is a sign that says "SAFE". I don't remember crawling through, but suddenly I'm on the other side, melting ice with a garden hose on the floor of the tunnel, this causes the tunnel to collapse.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

This forest was once underwater

The forest is grey and green, it's twilight. Tom is standing on a large rock next to some large white branches, though they might be ancient bones of a shark's jaw. This forest may have been underwater at one point in time.