Sunday, August 31, 2014

A vague figure in a dream

I had a dream I went back.

I turned the corner and saw the door.  (It was 2 floors, he always had more space than he let on about)

I was seized with an idea that it was not where I lived anymore.

And I turned around and was lost on how to find where i did live.

And I heard a noise, that meant you had gone down the hall and left.  Hiding from me.  And the world.

You are just a shadow to me.  Even in my dreams.  I wonder about the conversations we never had.  Never resolved.

I am glad I escaped.

Schedule picture

This single paper tells the story of the store in a week.

Don't worry that you can't read it, the font is too tiny, even if you had a telescope.

In later days, headlines would be made when a chain decides to give workers regular hours, and notice of when they are called to work.  For those who are burdened by childcare.  For those who need to plan for their second and third jobs.

Dear god, don't ever forget.