are_you_dreaming raze julie passes leo a peach. she lays her head on a pillow — on a pillowy pocket. the outline of my arm barely touches her. she has a dream in my dream. i once drew a creature and frightened myself when i was only a few years older than her. people who fear something tread the unknown. what if i tend that moment with sediment? something still has stopped. i guess my dream must have floated away. she's in the mourning world. 260224 what's it to you? who go blather from