tessera – 4/24/12
21 years ago, Winter Trimester, The Evergreen State College. Snow on the ground, a week without classes. The thermostat in my dorm room is broken– I heat the place by running the oven at full with its door open. Days are spent reading Dostoyevsky’s The Possessed and eating black bread and drinking black coffee and growing a beard (also black). At night, The Lion and the Cobra (bought cheap at Rainy Day Records) plays on repeat so that I fall asleep and wake up to Sinéad O’Connor’s voice. My dreams are strange but pleasant.