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Swimming Time with the Hassnaldis

Swimming in a large communal pool as it gets more and more crowded. In one corner is a hot tub; there are so many people that they’re standing up almost falling off the underwater ledge. I’m mostly swimming with a breast stroke, but use an acorn-picking strike to get through narrow passages. One such narrow passage is the underwater furnace, which I singe my hair on trying to get past.

Chicken is swimming with a wet hat on. Alice is there being held by some of Eileen’s friends. She’s asleep, floating in the water. The friend dunks her head in for just a moment and Alice wakes up crying.

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Replay, Shaving Confusion, Cesar Chavez Funeral Home

Replay of experience in February 2014 from an impersonal perspective. Why they thought I was crazy, and how that thought contributed to the problem.

Shaving in the bathtub, but not wet. Miss a lot of spots, very uneven. Lynae texts me and tells me to be where she told me to be when we’d texted previously. I don’t understand for a moment and then Edgar comes to the door. He begins saying something about how we can’t put things in the garden. Before he can finish, a giant dog that I didn’t know was in the apartment bursts from behind me and to my left.


Driving to a Chicken John show, I have to back the truck into a wall along Cesar Chavez. I get out and walk along the outside of a Victorian funeral home that I’ve helped empty. I’m then inside, walking along a hallway. I am counting my distance and imagining the cremation rooms that I’m passing through beyond. A woman passes me from behind and to the left, she’s in her twenties, white, hair done up, and as she passes me and enters a different room she says something like “this place is [fascinating/amazing/built for us], isn’t it.”

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Rolling-Away Bus

Chicken John’s bus is sitting quietly near a curb. I eat scrambled eggs and ketchup and listen to a black girl with a hair pick and Afro jewelry. The bus isn’t properly parked and starts to roll away. I ask whether it was legal to buy the bus in the first place as it rolls across a high school football field.