(Dream)
I’m saying bye to each grandparent, one by one at Juanita’s house
They’re all asleep...
A*** grabbed my grandpa to cross street. So suddenly he is up. They're walking right in front of me
I admire the sight of my baby as always
A*** slips out of his hand and is running towards a bus
He is hit by the bus
Just before he could grab him
Immediately I'm lost
I'm confused
Who is this? Is he my baby A*** or not
Not him
But the pain is immense
The pain is about him
The agony never ends
I fall to the floor
I think there was 3 or 4 unfinished canvases
I'm looking at them on the floor like puzzle pieces
I begin to put them them together
