This is a gun.
From the Rehearsal Room... the CONTACT project process is deepening, and we find ourselves moved...to tears, to anger, to hysterical laughter....to formation, to renovation, to solidarity, to push-ups....pushing up against the fight, the flight, the meeting, the holding of...one another. the pressing into flesh and bone...contact...the memories, the histories, the shared pain and sorrow of fathers and grandfathers and nephews and nieces who would not speak to us of their experiences, who beat her instead...who held in their own, giant,