It’s difficult to sit in the pocket of someone else’s sadness.
Since February 2016, my life has been scheduled around my mother’s. Waiting in hospitals. Waiting for test results. Waiting as she got chemo. Waiting in the interval between chemo sessions. Waiting during radiotherapy sessions. Waiting to see if this or that drug will cause an allergic reaction. Waiting to see if the needle has been … Continue reading waiting
Although we seek escape, our goal cannot be to remain fugitives.
ritual encounters—of movement building, of academic speculation—move through this work, and we are invited to witness and participate
Race and ethnicity buttress each other. Both are fictions with real effects, tied to how we experience ourselves as human.
I want something impossible from Pose: a show crafted from impossible fractures and unbearable traumas, a show we—I—might not survive.
Reviewer 2 is fantasy and fact, the inescapable nightmare and the banal experience.