I found this line weeks ago. I can’t remember when I wrote it or what brought it on. It was isolated on a sheet with other notes, none as dramatic. ‘I wanted to make strange men touch me.’ When did I want this? Or rather, when will I stop wanting this? Nightmare Brunette was originally… Continue reading N.B. (2015)
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Dancing and Disability: A Workplace Primer
Disability is the reason that I’m no longer a dancer. Occasionally, I’d fool myself and go back to work for a while, and then remember why I can’t do it anymore. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Dancing is hard on the body – and for my body, it’s particularly difficult. I’m… Continue reading Dancing and Disability: A Workplace Primer