There is a three-and-a-half minute gap in my memory. I remember everything before. I remember standing on concrete and wiping the soles of my feet with a pole towel because of grease smudge on the staircase down from the green room. I remember lying on a stage behind a red curtain. The starting position was…
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A Siren Story: Selfie and Psyche
New guest blog post at Sky Sirens’ Siren Stories. “Selfie and Psyche” is an exploration of mirrors, self-reflection, aerials and body. While Sydney is currently in lockdown, I’m re-reading these words as though written by someone else. It’s a strange and alienating experience. Where women take photos of themselves – though this generally applies to…
Mirror and Reflection and Lyra
I began this post this on 16 July 2020, and in the time since, have thought about my ambivalence and the extent to which my writing on this theme is obfuscated. It lives in the margins. I wore a metal-boned corset to write, black lace. And heels – Pleasers, 7-inch, shiny leather. I never thought…
Dasha Maiorova 