Subway Dreams
I lived at the end of the Ravenswood El in Chicago for years.
All day and all night subway cars pulled into the terminal. I heard their wheels scraping against the metal rails in my sleep, and this gave me dreams and nightmares of subways and subway tunnels.
In these dreams I walked through the underground world of Chicago, met the people living in those tunnels, the husbands and wives and the frogs they gave birth to.
One time one of these frogs somehow got into my mouth and crawled into my body, through my stomach and into my womb. Even though I was a guy, there was only one thing I could do to get rid of it.
In the darkness of the subway tunnels of Chicago, I gave birth to a blue frog.
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