family pot plant
My father was a honeysuckle plant with large pale leaves. My mother was a scrubby faded-green plant with little blue flowers, like the ones I bought at garden centre this weekend and can’t remember the name of*. Both were in
family pot plant
My father was a honeysuckle plant with large pale leaves. My mother was a scrubby faded-green plant with little blue flowers, like the ones I bought at garden centre this weekend and can’t remember the name of*. Both were in
they didn’t look like children, they looked like puppies
I was with J— in a city that I don’t know. We were staying at B— and A—‘s flat, but they weren’t there, at least at first. I didn’t recognise the flat – it was all on one floor and
they didn’t look like children, they looked like puppies
I was with J— in a city that I don’t know. We were staying at B— and A—‘s flat, but they weren’t there, at least at first. I didn’t recognise the flat – it was all on one floor and
hidden healing stream
More walking. This time I was with someone. An old man? Walking to G—‘s house possibly. Walking along a pretty overgrown train track, which travelled through a natural grassy passage between some trees. Scattered along the track I saw giant
hidden healing stream
More walking. This time I was with someone. An old man? Walking to G—‘s house possibly. Walking along a pretty overgrown train track, which travelled through a natural grassy passage between some trees. Scattered along the track I saw giant
glove in fire, regrettably
A one bedroom basement flat, with a beautiful black painted iron spiral staircase in one corner, and a sofa, kitchen and dining table all crammed into it. Garden outside was lovely though. We were all going to have supper, me
glove in fire, regrettably
A one bedroom basement flat, with a beautiful black painted iron spiral staircase in one corner, and a sofa, kitchen and dining table all crammed into it. Garden outside was lovely though. We were all going to have supper, me
fortune telling boiled eggs
I was in a shop dressed in a strange fru fru ensemble with big puffy shoulders and skirt. It was raining outside, and I might have been an actress. I was waiting for something. I was meant to be somewhere
fortune telling boiled eggs
I was in a shop dressed in a strange fru fru ensemble with big puffy shoulders and skirt. It was raining outside, and I might have been an actress. I was waiting for something. I was meant to be somewhere
i found it on the hillside
On a hill by a country road in the middle of nowhere, I was walking alone. It was beautiful and sunny. I might have been trying to get somewhere, but I’m not sure. Suddenly I spotted a giant pencil at
i found it on the hillside
On a hill by a country road in the middle of nowhere, I was walking alone. It was beautiful and sunny. I might have been trying to get somewhere, but I’m not sure. Suddenly I spotted a giant pencil at
jumping yoga and the search for a slip
I was walking through some gardens. Formal sort of thing. And lots of lovely old buildings dotted around. There was a yoga class going on, in one building by a little grassy wooded knoll. I think I left J— sitting
jumping yoga and the search for a slip
I was walking through some gardens. Formal sort of thing. And lots of lovely old buildings dotted around. There was a yoga class going on, in one building by a little grassy wooded knoll. I think I left J— sitting
green furniture, it might have been ours
We were much younger than we are now. We found a house and we thought it was ours. It had a garden and a fence round it. It was all on one storey. But it had been turned into a
green furniture, it might have been ours
We were much younger than we are now. We found a house and we thought it was ours. It had a garden and a fence round it. It was all on one storey. But it had been turned into a
babies on penny farthings (a stallion is loose)
I was riding a stallion through a train station. The horse had great big muscles and goggly eyes, and the train station was all glass and marble and the horses hooves were clattering and slippering around. I told it to
babies on penny farthings (a stallion is loose)
I was riding a stallion through a train station. The horse had great big muscles and goggly eyes, and the train station was all glass and marble and the horses hooves were clattering and slippering around. I told it to
a bed in the woods
More middle of the night trigger words: Bedroom in middle of woods. One gold key. Miles of quiet street annoying as I’m with bike. Impossible hand. I am window puppy with whiskers. R— said J— in a bar with two
a bed in the woods
More middle of the night trigger words: Bedroom in middle of woods. One gold key. Miles of quiet street annoying as I’m with bike. Impossible hand. I am window puppy with whiskers. R— said J— in a bar with two
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