“—Linda Parsons 14th Epistle to the Corinthians And Anyone Else Who Might Be Listening; transmission received 8 May 2005 HUNDREDS OF THOUGHTS ran through my head as the Valkyrie song of the engines began to rise in pitch. But most of them seemed to be variations on a single theme, and the name of the theme was this: Farewell—Forever—to Weight. So many different kinds of weight! Physical weight, of course. I had been hauling around more than fifty kilos of muscle and bone for the better p...art of four decades—and like all dancers, cursing every gram, even after I switched from ballet to modern. (That’s 110 pounds, if you’re an American.) Any normal person would have considered me bone-thin…but the ghost of Balanchine, damn his eyes, has haunted dancers for over half a century. Soon I would have no weight, for the first time in my life, and for the rest of it—only my mass would remain to convince me I existed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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