How can I harness the displacing I did as a younger me into the displacement of falling? Of falling through time? What if the space of a fall is one of dissonance and disconnect?
Outsider anger streams and mingles with my own.
Fractured into many knots, now surfacing unshakable.
Base chakra healing in the key of D
Dead pelvis. Dead breasts. A body trapped in time.
I am your stream of consciousness
I am your haunting mother
I am your infected blood
I am the shadow at the edge of frame
I am your dream that your hair fell out.
In her dream that her hair fell out,
I am what was left underneath
A work in progress of Embers will be performed as part of Dance Umbrella Studio Sessions, 26th October 2019.