A Year Without Prince
(this thing in 4 parts, prefaced by brief rambling
followed by a quick prologue and then…….zoom!)
Wendy?
Yes Lisa?
I’m not Lisa. I’m Dennis
Oh, sorry Dennis. I’m not Wendy anyway. I’m also Dennis too.
Huh.
(Purple silence. Followed by dialogue)
That doesn’t mean we can’t still wear ripped t-shirts together and save the world.
Cool.
Prologue:
vagina katana
half price cheeseburgers
dogs barking like abandoned flare guns
smoking outside another long-day-embedded-
shitty-kung-fu ashtray-sky
sort of night
(to be continued!)
Multiverse Johnson 