SPILL 4

It’s the wisdom of future,

found by shaking the norm.

It’s of feeling, through gesture;

brought by way through the storm.

It’s the curse that is broken

by creation within.

It’s the saddle that’s woven

out of thread born of sin.

Dual times stack upon us,

seen through light with the gaze

of a child’s worldly wonder,

and an innocent haze.

 choreographed by constance cooke, poetry written, in response to the work, by cassidy 

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