Shudder Poems

I. I was strewn across your legs fingers intently in my mouth eyes intently on the pages that you read with your consuming voice. The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry and the Big Hungry Bear. Your consuming hand enveloped… Continue Reading

About Dori Elliott

Dori is a first-year MATC student who might be from Oregon, Bolivia or Indiana depending on the day. She hopes to explore the intersections between theatre and healing in her future work. In between Moltmann readings, Dori can be found listening to Poem Talk podcasts, wrangling other people’s children and crafting licentious baked goods.

Santa Cruz, Bolivia from Palm Springs, CA

The last time I saw you was out a rounded rectangle window obscured by scratches and a steely wing. I don’t remember grief, only that I wanted to escape your Carnival colors, your concentric circle mazes, your dust and trash… Continue Reading

About Dori Elliott

Dori is a first-year MATC student who might be from Oregon, Bolivia or Indiana depending on the day. She hopes to explore the intersections between theatre and healing in her future work. In between Moltmann readings, Dori can be found listening to Poem Talk podcasts, wrangling other people’s children and crafting licentious baked goods.

Indianapolis, IN from Seattle, WA

Arms tighten around shaking arms— I shiver alone on this Bainbridge ferry. Space Needle and waterfront fade into lights against lights against the skyline: inside their melding reflections transfigured by ecstatic drizzle I remember how to become home— like that… Continue Reading

About Dori Elliott

Dori is a first-year MATC student who might be from Oregon, Bolivia or Indiana depending on the day. She hopes to explore the intersections between theatre and healing in her future work. In between Moltmann readings, Dori can be found listening to Poem Talk podcasts, wrangling other people’s children and crafting licentious baked goods.