A dream about the wound that has no name and a plant whose name I discovered after a year and a half of searching

The other night I dreamt I was in a bookshop and was watching a woman do a site specific performance, she kept talking about a group of people who had been displaced. About how another group of people would find an empty home, that was somehow a blessing for them, but they should beware this … More A dream about the wound that has no name and a plant whose name I discovered after a year and a half of searching