One Last Poem from New York

the pace with which we have been rattling

about is unsustainable


Go back to your childhood

cherry pick memories


get lost in a story

and don’t come out


unless it is to confront yourself

for real

your adult self

in the true, physical world


Poems from New York, #23


Today I wonder if I’ve been running from my future

The way I’ve never learned she ran

Did she know all along

What is means to stay in the house all day

(The homeplace)

And not come out?

Or at one point, like me, did she move to New York City?

I don’t know, I can’t remember

Both her life and my 5th grade project on it

Seem so long ago.

Poems from New York, #21

my move(s) back to Virginia

the first step in an agrarian lifestyle

twenty-first century style

surrender glamour

go home

live consciously

take time

eat well

work hard

sleep long

dance huge

be kind

rest easy

this is politics.

this is choice.

this is real life.


Some thoughts on Radiator, by Hilary Easton + Co. at Gibney Dance, 280 Broadway

Radiator, Hilary Easton + Co. May 13, 2017, 8pm. Gibney Dance, Agnes Varis Performing Arts Center, 280 Broadway, New York, NY 


there’s a lot of space between my body and yours until there’s not


once you know what I’m doing are you still interested?


Is it interesting/ is it possible to write about dance/ art without writing about internal experience?


pretend until it becomes real

candy bars burning 

you’re so cold I can’t touch you

spoked through

evening time

burned the candy wrappers to keep me warm