Let’s say I keep a tidy kitchen. I like to think that my things are in the kitchen. * * * Let’s say we live in a single room. The cat is always at our feet. We live in a
Somatic Writing: A Breath or Battery-Fueled Life?
Repetition is the only form of permanence that Nature can achieve.–George SantayanaOur work now is to embody intelligence.–Eve Ensler Yoga (“to yoke, or join”): the art of union, not the fetish of fragmentation, between breath and movement. A commitment to
Chorale
Naomi Buck Palagi has been interested in “shaping crafts” such as woodworking, sewing, writing and singing since her childhood in rural Kentucky. She became focused on poetry as an amazingly flexible vehicle for thought and communication, and has work published in
Honey is a She
To the drowned birds, locked in feather parquet:here’s to primitive machinery, to nail bedsand chipped bone, to placing arrows across our abdomens digestivecontractions, oh Jamie Lee Curtis, oh my god. To our hips, warring with occipitallobes, to maids who force–fed
This is Not a Survival Guide
listen deer heartwe were never silk billowsfrom a plummeting backpacksnares of woven grassor unrequited howlsinstead there is musicairborne rodents in tragic furthe knife in the barkable to stand by itselfwhat can theatre teach youabout atrocitynothing we cannot learn in a
Romance of the Hand and Thumb
It is a pity it is evening, Li Po:would that we could all sit,cracking brazil nuts and muckracking with the moon.And yet look! The supinated limbs of factory laborers, sewing buttons onto starched shirts untilnimble fingers bleed, reattachto wrists, arms,
Newborn Eyes
I’m supposed to be nice because I’m carrying a newborn after all, a snuggle-bundle that makes people smile like I am some kind of hero or like I have some kind of secret to share, but really the only thing
To Be Read
For me, writing and talking are tied to reading—so much that it almost seems that reading is ontologically prior except that it isn’t, rather the three form a field that I must move in and, in this field, I am
Featured Visual Artist Issue #9
These images present a personal perspective of a particular place at a particular moment in time: Chicago’s Lincoln Park Zoo during its Festival of Lights. They are created by tuning out all other distractions and concentrating only on the light
Fuzzy Puppy & Fuzzy Kitty: a solo performance
DEKE WEAVERFUZZY PUPPY & FUZZY KITTY: a solo performance Once upon a time there was a fuzzy little puppy. He was the fuzziest puppy in the whole world. He was fuzzy fuzzy fuzzy. One day, the puppy met a kitty.