#213: Ode to Tech (a prose poem)

Ode to Tech They spin a revolving stage that weighs hundreds of pounds a dozen times every night, some with their bare hands. They sit in the dark wearing headphones whispering cues and following script. They perch in the heat near the ceiling behind hot spotlights that focus the audience’s attention in every single moment, or they seclude themselves inside a boothContinue reading “#213: Ode to Tech (a prose poem)”