Greeno Flaggo ————————————————————————— So I have this reoccurring dream-I’m in one of the old picture windows with the sill you could sleep on, painting a watercolor flower, in this outfit I’ve drawn here. It’s raining when I look outside, and then I hear someone call my name. When I turn to look, there’s a boy, maybe 14, smiling at me. He sits down beside me with his arm around my waist and compliments my picture, and continues to talk, I don’t even remember what else he said. Then he looked at his watch and said “oh no” and everything fades into dust and I’m falling. Then I wake up. —————————————————————————
