dreamed i was rolling around in fennel, and then remembered all of the fennel stalks and feathery branches i would throw into the grass outside of my old apartment, then remembered that the twins were of course one person. the smell of grass is good and i wanna sleep in it.
going to sigrid sarda’s show at the ‘visceral’ exhibit in kingston tonight with t, who modeled for it. wanna see t cast in wax, also sarda’s work looks pretty amazing.
