An Open Letter to My Anxious Friends about the 2016 Election.

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I Can Babble Too! Sunday, February 21, 2016. I am starting to breath better by eating better. I do need to pick up the physical activity but it is a work in progress. Monday, January 26, 2015. Friday, January 23, 2015. As in many things about life I am sitting balancing on a fe.

Poetry written on my phone whilst daydreaming on the underground. Eyes on the departure board. Tripping on the uneven curb. Kicked up dust ambles into amber hues of sunset. As unexpected as the last time. The same swell of feelings, teasing each other, daring each other to unleash all they remember. In that plume of dust, the curb vanishes. The phone in my hand morphs into a tattered passport. Sweating in the heat of this rusting old car, I wipe my brow, for I must see. She knew this was the last goodbye.

Beo da Silva e Marcos Moletta. Cena Brasil- 2012 Corpo Lixo. Delicate and yet intense, her work tends to seduce the spectator in a shared experience with her spontaneous presence and vibrating voice. Beo navigates from Cabaret staged work to urban interventions, arts galleries, theatre and musicals.