“Clap! Holler! We want all the attention from you guys tonight!.”
A turbulent exploration of how exhausting it feels to hold space.
There is a version of this where Bill Goldberg is the base of my desire.
Imbued with the qualities of the surroundIngs, they are receivers.
Faye Driscoll’s "Weathering" provokes intimate introspection.
An extraterrestrial Gospel to absolve you of queer shame and anxiety – no promises.
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