Bday week recap in paragraph puddles of verse. Cloudy audio hallucinatory re-memories of moments.
Monday 10/17 We WIREForester tumbled to Cynthia von Buhler’s Speakeasy Dollhouse/Spano’s bakery. Ribboned murder tea party baked goods, Catholic wake and Prohibition birth alongside statues of flappers and Marys with spray painted fright rabbits to follow down locked corridors. An alley to distract the medical commissioner, plague rats underfoot, sweet treats and a coffin curtained off. Slip out of your negligee. (It was a ball, i was accompanying Edrie and Mr. Walter Sickert, who is playing the role of The Undertaker.) It was a real soiree mystery piece of immersive immaculate dollhouse theatre, and it was delicious reunioning with the Sketchy’s/Naked Girls NYC contingency of tarot readers, neo flappers and lovely artists both in and attending the production.
Tuesday 10/18 (Photos by Chris Mcintosh) i solo ukulele lady’d at the everso talented bike chic-hott pants creative delightful Corinna Melanie’s backyard bonfire. i did some vagician vaudeville schtick and played some ‘coming out tiny-tiki’ tunes. much meta-heckling/giggling and losing of my cap! i also was performing after a fellow mono (ok, duo)-dreadlocked poet ;) A very warm audience, much hugs-for-zine-Niblets ensued. Always so flattered when people feel warmly/closer to me after a set. Truly grateful for the generous audience & photography!
Thursday 10/20 was my 127th Havisham-lette birthday and i don’t have any pictures. Perhaps i shall draw some from my imagi-memory…




