Lisa Kleiner & Mel Hauswirth

then we scratch our skin open

*not giving up when the subject of matter or object (…) makes you squeamish or angry* donna haraway

sometimes they don’t want to heal anymore
there could be many obscure reasons why
one tend to have desires to hurt themselves

jump in the ice cold river
go for a run up hill in the forest
tattoo your own knee
getting a hug
cutting your finger instead of the bread

canalize without wanting to control
finding stress release
reaching power sources

destroying while healing;
destroying the patterns, the fears
the structures that we were built in

they lay awake in their bodies
skin scratches open
transforming through states of mind
say goodbye

space

creatures telling stories
whispering them
screaming in the water
spreading distorted noises

uncertainty in wandering with weakness

running into the woods and stumble
falling face frontal into the world of fungus

metamorphoses of revolutions

seeking queer strategies
reading sources that carry stories
structures breaking out of their power

one is laughing loud, one is dancing
exchanges entangle with processes
relationing in a world of magic

exploring vulnerability as a way of learning
laying lavender on burnt skin
sometimes bodies melt, running down to the soil

fluid
cycle
they keep burning and floating
holding hands, falling into dreams
through cRaZy wiLD states of fire

they place experiences into glowing ashes where they transform
a blast nourishes the flames
laying awake in their bodies

connecting to destruction
healing the wider roots