Kamilah Aisha Moon reads Gwendolyn Brooks, Erin Somers tells a tale of changed fortunes and changed hearts, Ross Gay sings the praises of blueberries, V. Penelope Pelizzon elegizes estrogen, Stephanie Heit and Petra Kuppers dance in the streets, Emily Kendal Frey offers a ritual for healing, and George David Clark sends us a postcard.
Randy Colburn shifts his case of beer from one hand to the other and tries not to pay attention to the children. The world is full of children. It must have always been this way, but he’s noticed it more lately. All he wants is his twelve-pack of Natural Ice and he ends up in line at the gas station behind a family of four.
This past summer, I didn’t run the Upper Green, the Chattooga, or any of my favorite whitewater rivers, because my kayak skirt no longer fits around my pregnant belly. That’s what I say to my boating friends when they invite me on trips. But the truth is I haven’t been on rivers since before my body showed its tenant. I’ve been scared.
One weekend in October 2017, we led a workshop at Movement Research, a New York City laboratory for the investigation of dance and movement forms. As the cofounders of the Asylum Project, a range of site-specific explorations of sanctuary, edge space, and communal well-being, infused by crip culture / disability culture values, we are interested in poetry and performance as ways of being in the world.
This woven material data map, when complete, will comprise more than three hundred sets of data from the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) and over 1,500 feet of thread-wrapped medical tubing.
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