The Suitcase: Part Three
Frances Stonor Saunders, 10 September 2020
“... and Skoot’ out loud, and then falling asleep again until the nightguard of my conscious self woke me up for another interrogation: Do you remember? Yes, it’s Moot and Skoot. Eventually, I scribbled it down.How can something that feels so right, so true, in one dimension, amount to such nonsense in the other dimension? Whatever dreams offer ... ”