April 15, 2001,10:00 am I dreamed that my feminine self was appearing on a TV talk show. She was received enthusiastically, with the entrance of a heroine. From the hips down she had no body, but had been grafted onto a unicycle. She sat, withdrawn, on the verge of tears, hands folded in her lap, because she knew she was not a heroine, only one who had suffered loss. |