Taffy
My heart is salt water taffy. Salty, sweet, sticky. Comes in a colorful box often found in the bargain bin of a gift soft by the hermit crabs. Come buy as...
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Flash of lightGlimpse of a crisp fontPerfect kerningGleaming teethSaturated colorHigh contrastSoothing noiseSmiles everywhereWork in a pair of breastsTrigger the reward center
Permeate a scentSummon...
movement through space over time; deliberate trajectories; joy; self expression through physical movement; self questioning/imaging/thinking through physical movement
darkness fell, and we knew what we were in for; wind howled and we sheltered from the storm, and crawling from beneath the fallen branches,the shadows...
When Her Boyfriend Leaves
the dense wooden door slams shut with only a fewcentimeters of clearance from the cold tile floor,forcing a gust of frigid...
"The most intriguing part of the idea is that Rawls used such a strong image to explain his concept. I thought that if I could capture that wonderful idea, I would have something special."
I am trying to make sense out of the intersection of literature/narrative and dance. In the creation of Tundra, I started with a series of questions. What is it to be a woman in the world, alone?
My Milk Glass Mother
You were my thunderstorm mother.
You were my abalone mother.
You were my milk glass mother.
You reveled in flaws. You turned an opaque...
Haiku Haiku
haiku moment —
most pure
before words form
swallowing cherry blossoms…
will I compose haiku
with a japanese heart?
loon skimming still lake
above its own image — ...
