C’mon Mickey… I love you…

C’mon Mickey. Take me to Disney Land, I wanna wear Mickey Ears, I wanna love you Mickey. Please Mickey?


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what of…

…the performer who stops and observes her subjectivity, observes her objectivity, sees the instability of her identity, her body… questions the construction of her being… refuses to hide behind the state of uncertainty… reveals it’s very contradictions…offers this to you who watch, observe, curiously engage in form… what of the audience member who stops… observes her subjectivity, observes her objectivity, sees the instability of her identity, her body…

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Dear Catherine

For what is a young woman such as myself as compared….to you? A queen…the queen in so many more ways…than me. Me. I love you.It is not the first time you have gone where many have feared to tread and yes often you took me on these most strange and unchristian excursions. And yes I too am a woman of great corruptions and yes I have spent many of them with…you. But on this occasion I merely held the reigns… and yes, yes I did marvel at the brute elegance of it, the strength of it, the sheer fervour of this creature bearing down, down on you. I love you.

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