Chapter 8 of UNICORN TAG, though it can stand alone.
A packet of magic soupmix sends me upstairs to a secret wizards' lab.
They've summoned a demon they can't handle: the furious Black Unicorn...
I take Cassandra's prophecies seriously, but she can't make sense of my future.
So we go see an otter with a crystal ball. But he's installed a new security system...
A sea-centaur explains why some dreams don't LIKE to surface to so-called consciousness...
CAUTION: WET T-SHIRT, EXISTENTIALISTS, HARPOONS
I'm a nurse pulled through a glowing well to a world ruled by a five-hearted unicorn, who wants me to...
CAUTION: NUDITY, SEX FANTASIES, LONGING, MELANCHOLIA
Five agents hound me. Literal hounds--in trenchcoats. They stand for my five worst life-troubles. Luckily,
they can't cooperate--they're from rival agencies! And the dream spells out what works against each one...
After I visit the crystalline people, a young diamond-wizard
stalks me all the way to my home in the Meat World, and says...
Poem by Emily Dickinson on fighting depression, which I get when my neuroallergies are severe...
I'm Emily Dickinson reborn in 2100 as a breeder of hydroponic lilies, till my dad drafts me as
an Arctic energy-prospector, where I meet a ghost, a fiery Beast, a new me, and the girl of my dreams...
CAUTION: QUEER-POSITIVE, NUDE PROSPECTORS, GNOMIC DICKINSON QUOTES
The full moon rises: I become Weregirl, do the Moondance, and gnaw open the lock on my heart...
CAUTION: MOONING
I met two transparent spooks who insist "We're not ghosts! We were never human."
I'm sure they're wrong; they've just forgotten. But I phone a witch, who confirms...
A deer-girl turns into a talking mare. We make love. Then, relaxed, she
leads me over a pass from suburban isolation into a wider social world...
CAUTION: TALKING HORSE SEX
A misty day in San Francisco's Presidio, where migrant pegasii graze on pine-tips and shadow witches nest...
A proud angry picture-poem during a hard time, when great gifts flowed through my hands...
An art critic asks me what I think of a sexually explicit nude, and I
find myself blurting nearly the opposite of my conscious opinion...
CAUTION: NUDE SKETCH
Time, tide, cycles. In the full phase, life brims over. Time for passion & action...
After over-editing a weird poem to Silky, my night mare, I dream that
well-meaning surgeons think a unicorn's a defective horse, and try to dehorn her...
All I know about humans, I learned in psychodrama. I gawked as caterpillars grew wings. Except me...
I wander a valley where unicorns love cyborgs but fear giant ants, who love unicorns but
fear cyborgs, who love ants but fear unicorns! And while the Three Tribes squabble, cave-monsters
sculpt them all. I set up peace talks between these four aspects of my tetrahedral soul...
CAUTION: SWEARING, DRUNK LIONS, CYBORG SURGERY, AND GOGGLE-BARFING
Emily Dickinson ties up a worm she mistrusts. Bad move! It grows into a talking snake with a score to settle...