“America Dreaming” / Memorable Fancies #3531

[“America declares these dreams I have every night re-dreamed and pressed into names.” – Michael Wasson]

       These people I see in dreams, they must have names even if I don’t know what they are, even if they don’t know their own names and can’t tell me, or know their names and won’t.

      The authorities question me about them. The questioning is tense and intense. As in the Middle Ages, these torturers display to me their tools of pain, describe what I will feel if I do not answer their questions.

       Our tools, they say, are your dreams.

       They smile.

       We have taken them from you.

       And your name, too. From you.

       From whoever you are now.

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