Monthly Archives: December 2017

Dissociative Dance

 

Maybe she’s born with it, maybe its ketamine.

 


 

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Cleansing Ritual

everyday

i wake up

try and wash you off of me

i let the water run down my skin

that feels wrong

seep into every pore

scalding hot

in hopes of extracting you

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Sacrificial Rite

During the summer of 2013, my brother was visiting from Los Angeles. We went hiking at Starved Rock, one afternoon in August. Towards the end of our hike, we stumbled upon this dissected raccoon. At first, it appeared to be a product of the circle of life. Then the idea of sacrifice came up for me. Something about the posture, the raccoon was suddenly on display. A totem for sacrificial rite. Then, the metaphor of sacrifice came up, now the raccoon suddenly symbolized an everyday aspect of the human condition. It is all encompassing, a trifecta of give and take.

I have been spending a lot of time going through the archives lately. The aspect of discovery is exceptional.

 

 

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