Saleeby Savage bravely opens herself wide to encounter and imagine the worlds of her past and present, so we too can make some—perhaps more emotional than logical—sense of the worlds we come from and those we are now immersed in.
How long shall I seek freedom in the myths we unmake licking hairy darkness or feeling sweetness of hips through untamable wildness of the heart chase images that abide circles of paroxysm ascending from the mist and raw voices staring spume in the faces
No danger to Simone. She already knows the place of incomprehension, began with that as first principle. Enter the void of your own abjection, she’d say. Seek truth, but first face the void, cold and dark but safe
From repeatedly squeezing his eyes, WV damaged his sight. His condition worsened, an extreme blephorspasm that forced his eyes permanently shut so he could no longer see to paint.
She wraps her arms around herself and stomps her feet to shake the ice from her toes, but it doesn’t work. The girl wonders how far she has walked in the past months.
Sexy Coyote’s performance was a true highlight of the night, and despite a/v issues the band played on, their lead singer/keytarist at one point championing through the seated crowd and giving everyone a chance to punch the keys.
La Llorona, the vengeful ghost, now haunts the waters of drip-brewed beverages, furious that her loyal patrons were unfaithful. And for what? The best hot chocolate in Philly?
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