Chloë Engel

I MAKE WORK ABOUT BEING ALIVE AND DEAD AND BETWEEN.

FAVORITE FEELING IN THE WORLD:

STICKING MY HEAD OUT THE WINDOW IN THE PASSENGER SEAT OF A DRIVING CAR. THATS FORM.

I AM EDGING ON FORM LIKE HOLDING URINE TOO LONG, ABOUTNESS, NOT LIKE THE DEFINING WHAT, ABOUTNESS LIKE THE ALMOST- I'M ABOUT TO…I NEED A LOT OF MAGIC. A LOT OF GOD. SO I EAT CAKE, I EAT A LOT OF CAKE. GOD IS IN THE CAKE. THE CAKE WILL HELP ME UNDERSTAND WHY I MAKE DANCE AND WHY I ALWAYS HAVE. SO MUCH OF MY WHY IS GOD AND WIND. THE FORM IS JARRING. A CAR HORN HONKING WAY TOO LONG. HIDING. FEARING AND THEN NURSING. I LIKE TO STARE AT PEOPLE.

I MAKE DANCES ABOUT MY MOM AND TO BE MY MOM. IT WILL BE AN OVERWHELM. A FICTION ABOUT A FICTION ABOUT A LIFE. IT WILL BE A RABBIT HOLE. DERANGED AND SEARCHING. DESCENT(DENT). I AM A HERO BUT ONLY BECAUSE I’M DESPICABLE.

DOMAINS. THE HOUSE. THE CAR. THE WORK. WHAT IS NORMAL. DIRTY DISHES. SOMETHING ABOUT BEING ALIVE. I'M SAYING SOMETHING. LECTURE ME ABOUT HOW TO BE TOGETHER, HOW TO BE APART. PLAIN LANGUAGE THAT BREATHES UNDERSTANDING INTO YOU. ONE GESTURE CUT FROM ITS ORIGINAL PLACE AND PASTED HERE.

MY DESIRE IS A PARANOIA. ENDLESS WANTS EVERYWHERE. BICEPS. OTHER PEOPLE’S LOVE AND ADMIRATION. A HAIRCUT. SIZE 9 FEET. A SHOW. THE INABILITY TO SATIATE KEEPS ME GOING. A VIEW AROUND THE CORNER.

I NEED TO ARRANGE WORDS. GET THE RHYTHM RIGHT. THE DUTY. MY HONOR.THE OBLIGATION TO MOLD THE WORDS TO CREATE THE WORLD.