i amuse me

muck

Overwhelmed

Fucking

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Humming

Couch and cellulite

My mouth will not turn up

Just down down down

It seems I’v e lost something

I cudddraaaa cudduooo cttttrrvoo crrvvvv vrrrrr roooo

Listen

Opened up

Slit open

Spread eagle

Pendeja

Pause

Ctuo ctuot oquotcuoooooooooooooooooooo

Crrrrr trrrrrr vooooo

A split grapefruit

Dried dry dying air

Cracked and buried

Sand scurries into the slit

Like ants beetles fleas and ticks

Open up to the dry sun the dry sky the dry dried dying

Bag grey sky

By the heater its dry dried dying

Peeano

Filing down filing in a line filing

Nails brittle cracked dry dying dried

Son las doce y media pero no te preocupas

Fucking dried dying cunt

I am not will not won’t not can’t

And I will close my eyes and sleep in this cracked mud.

fits of spring

Fits of Spring: Vernal Equinox ritualized through performance by First Bird.

We Are First Bird: With a pallet encompassing instrumental and vocal music, improvisation, storytelling, and visual art, first bird seeks to explore language, memory, and ritual through performance. Rooted in improvisation and group interaction, the trio combines their different artistic and cultural backgrounds into a highly communicative performance experience.

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Alanna Herrera (Painting, Mixed Media)
Brendan Carn (Contrabass)
Carmina Escobar (Voice, Electronics)

Photos by Hadjar Homaei

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