Madonna was shampooing my hair. She had thick, moon shaped nails that she used to scratch and massage my scalp. It felt terrific. She rinsed my head with water from a shallow cobalt blue bowl. We both smiled but did not speak.
When I woke at four in the morning it was raining. It was like rain in a movie: all parallel rows, a consistent whooshy sound, and dramatically back lit. It went on like that for thirty minutes. When it stopped it just stopped altogether. No dripping.
There are so many prescription meds in my repertoire these days I sometimes don't know what is me and what is chemically induced.
When I woke at four in the morning it was raining. It was like rain in a movie: all parallel rows, a consistent whooshy sound, and dramatically back lit. It went on like that for thirty minutes. When it stopped it just stopped altogether. No dripping.
There are so many prescription meds in my repertoire these days I sometimes don't know what is me and what is chemically induced.
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