Nicolas Hyacinthe’s “Hard Edges & Soft Embraces”
Nicolas Hyacinthe is of two cultures, countries, and languages. Every day he straddles the vast chasm within these identities. His story isn’t unique of the Haitian diaspora, but his perspective is. Photography and film are bridges that allow him to navigate from his world to ours. Hard Edges & Soft Embraces is a multi-media meditation on returning home to Haiti… Read more →
Snapshots of the Haus of Glitter’s Practices, Performance, & Petition
We often forget the vitality of breath, of true togetherness, and conscious reflection, which is why The Haus of Glitter Dance Company’s “Decolonizing Creative Practice: Defensiveness Retreat” on March 18th, 2023 and March 25th, 2023 (in cooperation with The School of Embodied Praxis) came as a divine blessing. The Haus of Glitter Dance Company (based in Providence, RI) works, through… Read more →
My Gender
My gender can kick your gender’s ass. My gender is flicking wet dental floss at a wall and letting it stick. My gender is an edible at a theme park. My gender is every college you almost went to. My gender is a mint green condom, never used. My gender is donating her bras back to Goodwill. My gender is… Read more →
Gamer Theory
for Wark and Wittgenstein I have come to recognize my own long lost bodies hidden away from reach especially my feminine selves, wholly incomplete and abandoned but strong resilient and almost ready to play all the lost levels of public parity and pleasure always unsure though forever mourning the what ifs? and but whats? the fear of contempt and aversion,… Read more →
Seaside is the Flipside
I almost disappeared—got locked out of my hotellost my phone, and key.A man found my walletand me outside a shop,trying to discern street signslike I tried earlier to decodethe numbers on the elevator. I could never remember to press the star.I was in dreamtime and moment.I was the char of a good burger in a cider barI was the whiff… Read more →
Switchful Lives
Eastpoint
Perched on the bowone of the zinc-faced men spittingthrough vacant teeth, tweezing shellfishoff the bottom, now clerking at Dollar General.Oysters gone with a fresh wind, shells crushed driveways.Mullet still flip, avoid the hook. Storms from the futurethreaten small skinned houses, twisting curtains,banging those back doors off their hinges.No more lines of women fronting deep sinks,knives twitching, slime gauzing freckled forearms.Investors… Read more →
The Trouble with Punctuation
This morning, cloisonné clouds turnthe wings of gulls into lyricalpatterns against the sky—a meditation in pinks and apricots they spiral above and around me,unreachable, then follow me downthe street to my emptied house. I pass other people’s children hop-scotchingwildly, freely—with unstable movementsthey teeter toward the safety of home square. From the long shadow of a statue over-looking city hall, their… Read more →
Vanilla
Let loose, the comet trails darkness,scratchy bright silencebirth canal to IV tubes,preserving the smell. You tolerate the tasteof missing tonsils, floating insidean otherwise piffled universefull of sloshing stars. A few raw hours lateryou’re the grounded pigeon, headstretching to make the ice creamgo down slowly.