SOMETHING REAL

How does one change a nightmare into... Something Real?

SWW

SOMETHING REAL

(Sterling, Virginia)

In my latest escapist feverdream, I was born of another mother of another color in another land.

All of the horrors of the killing and the murder and the mistrust and all the racism don't exist there.

I can fearlessly walk out into these streets because rogue monsters don't exist here in this reality.

The sun shines all day, the birds chirp all day, a gentle breeze always blows... and I think I simply won't wake up today!

SWW