Stories tagged dance

Jared Sampson's Mom

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She died in a car crash yesterday. She was driving down Hawthorne, past the strip mall with the Benihana’s, when her ’05 Corolla unaccountably careened over the center meridian and into oncoming traffic.

In the Club

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If someone were to ask—nobody would—she'd say she came because for a moment today she hadn't been able to remember the color of her mother's eyes.


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REDNECK RAINDANCE It threatened rain, so I got out my gun, got in the car and gunned it on down to the graveyard, where it was dark and nobody would know, but I knew the clouds would see clear. I got out and got my gun out, fired myriad rounds…

Bare Feet on a Tile Floor

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Bare Feet on a Tile Floor Bob Dylan and I are growing old together. These days I rock out to tunes in the Florida room. I walk with a cane, but I dance without it. A mystery! My dog worries I'll fall as I whirl and watches me from…

For J.S. Bach’s Three-hundred-twenty-eighth Birthday

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To listen is to feel embodied reason// sing and dance with consummate grace

Kinesthetic Intelligence

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Music can be said/ to make it audible

Kinesthetic Intelligence

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Music can be said/ to make it audible

Tending Toward Inertia

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She meets her old dance instructor, named Ira, in the back of a bus that wheezes & squeaks. The passengers seem to deny the small clouds of white exhaust

A Spinster's Apprenticeship: Task Two

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How could one know the spinster from the spin?

I Can Dance With You All Night.

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The steam and odor of teenagers coated with subwoofers spitting dirty, dance playlists filled our cafeteria. The walls were painted by lights that regurgitated the colors of our glow sticks—the neon greens, blues, purples, and oranges. There was more of

Uncommon solitude

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In the uncommon solitude Of

Do the Shogun Moon

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Heel to toe, our bunions are our ingrown medals.

Variations on a Theme by Pina Bausch

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Threads of sadness in the hands, in the touch

The Masquerade

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Atlanta, 1990The night we almost died,crushed at a one-hit wonder concert,comes back to mewhen the club announces it's closing.An ancient excelsior millturned industrial dance hall,I spent three years mapping every dark corner, finding secret places for sex and…


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We flew./ In my dreams, I can fly.