Nudity on stage: Theatre D’Art’s Paradise Lost retells Adam and Eve story with more vulnerability, humanity

The midsummer air in the upper room theater stifled, and the box office offered complimentary water bottles. I chose to experience the play barefoot. I knew several members of the cast personally or had seen them in other Theatre D’Art productions, intensifying the experience. My friend Dastan played Lucifer, and Dana (per tradition from hisContinueContinue reading “Nudity on stage: Theatre D’Art’s Paradise Lost retells Adam and Eve story with more vulnerability, humanity”

Emotional Hypothermia, Part 5: This is your life

Continued from Part 4 I remember when We used to drive Anywhere but here As long as we’d forget our lives We were so young and confusedthat we didn’t know To laugh or cry Those nights were ours They will live and never die Together we’d stand forever…- Skillet, Those Nights The first week ofContinueContinue reading “Emotional Hypothermia, Part 5: This is your life”

Emotional Hypothermia, Part 3: The Angry Monster

Continued from Part 2 Content note: self-harm In a group session summer before last with my counselor and my parents, my mom mentioned the time my sister asked her why I was so logical and scientific when one of our dogs was being euthanized in his old age. “How could Eleanor be so cold?” she’dContinueContinue reading “Emotional Hypothermia, Part 3: The Angry Monster”

Emotional Hypothermia, Part 2: Dare You To Feel

Continued from Part 1 “We’re talking about anger here, Fraser, a human emotion.Are you human? Because if you are, human beings feel things, okay?They feel anger, they feel love, they feel lust and fear, and sometimes,and I know you don’t want to hear this, sometimes they even cry.”- Ray, Due South (2.17), “Red, White, orContinueContinue reading “Emotional Hypothermia, Part 2: Dare You To Feel”

Emotional Hypothermia, Part 1: The heart is deceitful

I lie here lifelessIn this cocoonShedding my skin cause I’m ready toI wanna break outI found a way outI don’t believe that it’s gotta be this wayThe worst is the waitingIn this womb I’m suffocating Feel your presence filling up my lungs with oxygenI take you inI’ve diedRebirthing nowI wanna live for love wanna live forContinueContinue reading “Emotional Hypothermia, Part 1: The heart is deceitful”