My Story Is Not My Own

At the moment of the fatal shots a president's widow fled into the starfish of prehistory,; time-traveling to the wild west a figure of judgement & revealed shadow, dancing ritualistically, ... Read allAt the moment of the fatal shots a president's widow fled into the starfish of prehistory,; time-traveling to the wild west a figure of judgement & revealed shadow, dancing ritualistically, at one with the moon, and documenting landscape. Emanating from the iconic events of Nov.2... Read allAt the moment of the fatal shots a president's widow fled into the starfish of prehistory,; time-traveling to the wild west a figure of judgement & revealed shadow, dancing ritualistically, at one with the moon, and documenting landscape. Emanating from the iconic events of Nov.22, 1963, this video-poem contemplates the grief of the earth and possible regeneration.