Tango in a Glass Elevator

As a writer and dancer, I’m drawn to beauty. The need is nearly as strong as the one for water, food, and breath. Beauty supports an ongoing flow of vitality and inspires future creations. It lights the spark in my eye. Which is why I had to dance tango with my...

Disembodied on the Elevator

What is it about elevators that so disembodies us? We step into a small room and are whisked to new elevations which alters our attitude and usual signs of vitality. Our personalities pale, conversation halts, all movement abates. We enter a type of hibernation, our...

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