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This visceral one woman show puts the minutiae of our petty self criticism on display, a cautionary tale of perfectionism’s hold. With all the physicality, it felt like dark clowning at points.
POACHED is the beginning of a path to self love—the hard way, the ugly way, but an honest way.
We’re only broken if we believe we are.
Despite our behaviors—and despite the absurdity of a twisted society—good or bad as we may define them, we have to find a way to mercy beyond the shame.
