Changé: Dance and movement after becoming disabled *** this originally published in the 2022 fall print issue of Thiiird Magazine. Ballet dancer Bridgit Kuenning-Pollpeter’s personal experience navigating dance, blindness and chronic pain. Etendre (to stretch) A reach back into the past I remember when my body flowed in graceful arcs, pirouetting towards a distant point. My limbs a… Continue reading Changé: dance and movement after becoming disabled
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Diamonds and pearls: the Met Gala, Kardashians and patriarchy, and everything wrong with this country
I used to be obsessed with fashion. Staring at magazines, learning new trends, it was exhilarating. It also fueled a skinny girls deathly desire to be thin. I watched celebrity award shows and the Met Gala with stars in my eyes. Glittering gowns cascading down red carpets. I dreamed of beauty and pearls and diamonds. Designer… Continue reading Diamonds and pearls: the Met Gala, Kardashians and patriarchy, and everything wrong with this country
I’m back but overwhelmed
I have not posted in weeks. Every Wednesday, I receive a WordPress notification, reminding me it’s time to blog. Every week, I’m determined to post something. But I’m so stressed, so overwhelmed, it’s difficult to unjumble the thoughts in my head. In the last several weeks, so much life has happened, personally and in the… Continue reading I’m back but overwhelmed
The mother curse
I never thought about being a parent; it didn’t cross my radar. I was not the girl who played with baby dolls and planned my wedding at age ten. I built a castle in the clouds, it just never contained children. Despite being raised with patriarchal standards of what women are and what women should… Continue reading The mother curse
Off the Table: My Journey with Food
As a kid with type one diabetes, it was excruciating to watch a room full of people eat food I was not allowed to eat. My friends could scarf a Snicker’s Bar down whenever they felt like it. meanwhile, I had a plethora of carrots, celery, pickles and broccoli I could gorge upon. My cousins… Continue reading Off the Table: My Journey with Food