bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

a dream is a wish your heart makes

February 22nd, 2016 by Bekah Brunstetter

I dreamt that the entire world was made of butterscotch chips. You were made of butterscotch chips. I was made of butterscotch chips. We sat down in chairs made of butterscotch chips, ordered meatballs made of butterscotch chips, bit deep down into them, found more butterscotch. Our chairs began to melt so we sank our teeth into them. A person made of butterscotch passed by. There’s literally no point to butterscotch, person said. It has no nutritional value. The person disappeared. We turned back to face each other. We divided the table into halves, and kept eating. Our teeth swelled in our mouths like balloons. We kept eating.

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