Photo by Jen Cleary

The bedridden bastard waits by the window, like a cat with all four legs cut into stumps, and watches you somersault across the lawn. The bastard emits a low-frequency hum that gently unsettles your bowels. The bastard throws glitter every goddamn where. Pulls you down a waterfall. Drags you onstage. Sips a beer and keens in your ear until you develop encephalopathy. From Annie Wilson, creator of the 2014 Fringe hit Lovertits, comes a work of theater, dance, magic, and ritual about the body and its fragility—and the lengths we go to protect ourselves.

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Photos by Jen Cleary.