so writes penelope, the odyssey’s paragon of monogamy – “patient,” “faithful, “devoted.” our everywife. her life’s taken on a routine, rutted color. by morning: thread the bobbin, weave the mantle – swiftly stich with golden flash. by night: undo said stitching, protect kingdom from predatory suitors – await odysseus’ return.
and when will he return?
it’s enough to drive any domestic to spindle-pricking. odysseus - defenestrating cyclops, bedding calypso, writhing on a mast while sirens coax him to ear-gasm. penelope…the tiniest bit bitter, the tiniest bit jealous, in the tiniest bit of danger (of succumbing to victim complex?)
patient. faithful. devoted.
in dollhouse, a modern, folk opera retelling of the classic epic, we embark on an alternate odyssey as penelope considers the caffeine withdrawal of commuted co-dependency and the aching kind of growing that is “finding oneself.”
told by a greek chorus of modern-day incarnations, dollhouse asks: Is there deep betrayal in choosing made moments over the institution of marriage? are the trials, losses, and stranded-in-the-middle-of-nowhere-nomadry worth the quivering moments of becoming? and should (or can) we ever go home again?
who am i, without him? what will i be? what could i. (she muses. and the muses roll their eyes.)
xo,p
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hearts, penny
KNUCKLES ON COUNTERTOPS
DISHRAGS ON FLOORS
SCOURING THE WALLS
LINING THE DRAWERS
SO MANY THINGS TO DO
TO THINK OF
LET THEM HOLD YOUR ATTENTION
DON'T THINK OF MOVING ON DEAR
UNTIL YOU'RE SURE OF THE DIRECTION
savannah
GEORGIA
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