Dream: I can stop real time with my remote and rewind. When I start real time back again, I’ve missed what happened while I was rewinding. My professor, who is wearing a sari,  is talking about a Manila lotion that people put on their  nipples, and I tell her “You’re very kinky.” The other students laugh at my cheeky comment. I worry I’ve been disrespectful. And then I wonder why I’m in her class, considering it has nothing to do with poetry. She discusses paranoia versus rhetorical strategies (kind of like poetry, huh?) I can’t type her words fast enough.

The next  IASD conference, AKA dream camp, will be in the Netherlands this summer. I want to go to there.