This is a performance of two poems which I’ve rewritten into one, especially for the live broadcast performance at United Cowboys in Eindhoven. The Artistic Directors Pauline Roelants and Maarten van der Put select and present the evenings in one flow of impressions and experiences. Video by Maarten van der Put. Introduction by Pauline Roelants.
It was the end of what felt as a dragging decade and it took us several clockworks to finally scratch each other’s scabs, see each other sweat simultaneously while we both screamed: F I N A L L Y, our flights had arrived.
I sighed. From the moment your tiny body grew from a speck on the horizon into a giant my heart expanded. Knowing we were breathing the same breeze took all the weary out of my toes and refilled me with long lost excitement.
I’ve got a big hole in my sweet tooth and it’s screaming for EXTRA EXTRA EXTRA.
MORE MORE MORE MORE food babies growing in my belly.
Gravity pulling my skin closer to the floor.
Complaining about getting saggy. I’ve got this body dysmorphic monster living inside of me. Continue reading “Physical heritage”→
Het was zo warm.
Zo warm dat het leek alsof de pareltjes zweet die op je bovenlip rusten,
kilometers moesten afleggen tot ze het hoogste punt van je lip bereikten om dan in één keer over de rand, in je mond te glijden.
Zo warm was het. Continue reading “Soldaatjes”→