Saturday, July 21, 2012

A Dream

I had a dream I was married to Oscar Wilde.

I was waiting in our apartment for him to come home to put up the curtains in the living room (because he was the only one tall enough to do so). 

While I waited, I served tea to his mother, his sister and my mother.

 We had a lot of left over Chinese food in the refrigerator.

Monday, July 2, 2012

And then she died of a broken heart.