Zazie Dream

I was sitting next to Zazie Beetz on the couch from Nine Days.

And I told her all my problems without saying them. A lot of it was about longings and loves. Women and movies. My dreams.

I went to begin explaining and she stopped me before I could speak and simply but firmly said, “Enough!”

I was wearing a long sleeve shirt with seams that went up the sides and then down the underside of both arms.

And she took her finger and ran it along the seams.

When she finished the seams gave way and the shirt burst off, and my arms spread out, and there were huge white wings that lifted me up off of the couch.

The spreading and lifting up were in slow motion and I could feel this huge surge of rising and strength. Upward and outward.

I heard the angelic sounds from the Nine Days score.

And as I rose, Zazie smiled.

And I saw my wings fully spreading.

Then, I woke up.