welcome to cucalorus.
is it a film festival? well, not really
it’s a gathering, a congregation of creatives
an ensemble of artmakers
energy sources, swamp surfers
rolling down the cape fear river
absent elevating prizes
that leave others down
we come together to share
the stories of our living and dying and all the struggling in between
tubes with two ends, superlubers and money hungry mobsters timesliding across the multiverse
an animal project full of moviemakers
a chorus of darkness
lumen lounging on sunstays
rabbling through blue ruins
fighting for the right to be lovers and mothers
a destination for bouncing back
or is it blowback?
let the fire burn
and before you know it
little fish swim
to the cocktail deck
for gender free time
where war is a fable
told by old men in white suits
to those who support us
and to those who are against us
we are here
we welcome you to our annual gathering
peel back your mind, scavenge your soul, embrace
what are you looking at over there?
come over here
grab the person next to you
hold on tight.
this is the future.