Cherish Menzo

Mulunesh, a Black woman in a thick, hooded raincoat, stands crookedly with her weight shifted over one foot. Her arms are lifted out from her sides and her hands are in fists. She is lit with harsh, bright lights, and boxed in on three sides with heavy transparent plastic. Behind her, a sheet of white marley and two red cables dangle limply, as if caught mid collapse. The floor beneath her feet, made of the same white marley, is spotted with piles of black paper confetti.
Photo: Bas de Brouwer
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Decomposing Mediation: On FRANK

Writings from tD's Emerging Writer's Fellowship

With eyes closed, Nadia Beugré holds a stick in her mouth and tilts her head to the left. More wooden sticks frame her face. She is sweaty, her right arm strong and flexed.
Photo: Werner Strouven
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Le Corps (The Body)

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

A body of work, a dancer’s body, a home for a human being, a “corps de ballet.”