Montgomery Gothic
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A few thoughts:
There is a house. It has always been there. It will always be there.
The house is full of beautiful and broken things.
There is a car somewhere in the distance. The sound of its motor is the hum of a terrible encroaching future, full of shiny new things. The very words shiny and new send a shiver down your spine.
You will grow up someday. This is a great tragedy.
The trees with their blossoms are like ghosts in the evening.
The trees talk to you.
The house is on fire.
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Date: 2016-01-08 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-01-09 04:08 am (UTC)Here's one of her oldest performance pieces, "From the Air" (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hedIexysvK4) --you have to listen on to get the surreal quality.
The part I was thinking of in particular was,
Put your hands
over your eyes.
Jump out
of the plane.
There is
no
pilot.
You
are not
alone.