tasteless

“The art of not dancing — a vital lesson. Sometimes it is very important to be awkward, inelegant, jerking, to be neither poetic no prosaic, to be positively bad. To express other possibilities for bodies, alternative values, to stop making sense […] ‘Take me to the river,’ sings [David] Byrne, in square trousers twenty times too large, looking down at his jerking hips as if they belong to someone else. This music is not mine, his trousers say, and his movements go further: Maybe this body isn’t mine, either. At the end of this seam of logic lies a liberating thought: maybe nobody truly owns anything.”

“how lucky we are to be loved / for even a moment”

“We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.”