an image diary

"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

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February melt #3


Off to AWP tonight by train. I love the train. (Why don't I ever ride the train to ride the train?) Staying at the Hilton in Chicago if you want to get in touch. I'll be on email too. Would love to see you in person. Will look for you at the fair.


"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"

[contact me:]

what o'clock it is


live flowers