a love letter / goodbye to dance

a love letter and a farewell a confession to dance a rejection from dance a dancer’s body grows old unreliable in various states of injury and decay she converses and asks and listens but music and her own voice is what pushes forward looped vocals repeated thoughts she moves on

work-in-progress at Groundworks.Space

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