this ‘breakdancing in a straitjacket’ he’s talking about via Terrance Hayes is a much better way of saying what I’m always trying to say—also with dancing: give me a whole warehouse to do my dance, you’ll get bored, but masking-tape off a little square, make me do my dance in those confines, and then you might see something. guess I’ve called them genre baffles too, these constraints, which is just porting ‘baffles’ across from poetry to genre
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