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Dear Hip

Dear Hip, you who made me, snug socket,master of the pivot, pea in a pod, bat hanging in its bone cave.Through sinuous turns you made me sinuous, hip. Cross-legged child to woman with legs.Dancer taking on hip hop kids, having … Continue reading

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Dionysian 2020

There is a phrase I toyed with in French many years ago: “le ciel, c’est assis sur mes sourcils.” The sky is sitting on my brows. That famous gray Paris sky was hovering close to my head during winters when … Continue reading

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