dream.20060407: gotta go/can’t go
¶ by Rob FrieselMy brother and I are sharing a room like back when we were kids. Bunk beds and pale green walls. It’s the middle of the night. He wakes me as he comes back in. He’s stark naked and half-doubled over. In pain, clutching at himself. What’s the matter? I gotta go to the bathroom. Then […]