I used to have nightmares of a dog with it's head cut off.

In the dream, the dog would be waggin' it's tail like a stupid old dog and then it goes to another dog, a dog with it's head on, and the dog is lookin' at him funny, but I always woke up before the whole dog gets a chance to tell the headless dog that his head is off. In the dream, I'm the dog with the head cut off, because I'm cut off from everything. I can't understand being with no vision or hearing. ust like the headless dog, I'm waiting for some dog to tell me, look your head is cut off, lay down.

- Quanqilla Mason
Blind and Deaf from AIDS
New York City, New York
Quanquilla died on December 29, 1992