I was with my family at what seemed to be a dusty fair ground
. It was like a flea market
crossed with a refugee camp
. Everyone there was Black, or Latino or the member of some other ethnic minority
. We were waiting in line under a big white tent. There were folding tables and we had to go to each one. A perky blond woman
in a white blouse and blue suit was checking the forms I had filled out. She worked for the department of homeland security
and she was doing some kind of “alien registration
” only in my dream
the group of people who had to register
included Blacks, Hispanic people, anyone not from the US and anyone with a religion other than Christianity of Judaism.
It was not an unpleasant place, but I kept seeing these flyers with the faces of “wanted
” men. At first it was just the same guys from the news, but then I realized that some of the people were people I knew
. I left the camp after showing papers
that proved I was I high school teacher
. If you had a “professional
” job you could leave but otherwise you had to stay. My mother and aunt went with me.
Then I was trying to hide. I was in an old wooden house and a police man
came by and gave me one of the wanted posters
. When I looked at it --I saw it was a poster of myself! I almost panicked but the police man hadn’t noticed.
I left through the back door
—I saw my Aunt in her SUV
out there and she told me she was going to Canada
because something terrible was going to happen
I don’t know if I went with her or not.