i had two children

a boy
and
a girl

the girl was older
but i had had them
too close together
and
seemed to favor the boy
heavily

i looked at the girl, and thought
she isn't all that brilliant

but then i thought
she's probably
suffered
regression
and lack of developmental stimulus
because of all the energy and attention
you put into the boy

and
in the dream
it was like i hadn't been there at all
like i was just dropping into a life, in progress
so
i approached the girl
like i had just received her
because i sorta had

she didn't seem that bright
but she worshipped her mother
and
she was working on a project
for work!?
maybe it was school, but even so
she was like four
she was making hundreds of paper flowers
on long stems
for an charity auction

i got her set up
on the living room floor
and she really had skills

so we went to the auction
and it was this "bouquet"
that included her long stems
and at least a dozen floor lamps
it stretched out fifteen feet
along the wall

i didn't get it

i didn't get it




maybe that's a mom thing
but
i didn't like the feeling

her name:

june pearl


it was a strange strange dream