published on: 08.05.2011 in: All entries
Once upon a time, a white woman laughed at another white woman who had taken up a course in African dance. The laughing white woman considered it insanely absurd to watch white women stomp around as if they were African. The other white woman suddenly felt ashamed and stupid. She stopped taking classes. Belly dancing. […]
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published on: 04.05.2011 in: All entries
Manuela is 35. Annemarie is 17. We are from Spain, Canada, Japan, France, Italy, America, Holland. We, the women, in our skirts and heels. We look awkward sometimes, while dancing. And sometimes we can look good. The teacher, Felipe, asks “you got it?” He asks in Spanish. I answer in English, “sometimes yes, sometimes no.” […]
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published on: 01.05.2011 in: All entries
Blossom snow. Swallows that dance above our heads. “Last time I saw you you were pregnant!” and I moved my hands towards her in enthusiasm, ready to embrace her, or for her to gloat over a picture. “Yes,” she said, “I was.” And it was clear to me. I didn’t need her tears to tell […]
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