AS WE SLITHERED around the floor on our hands and knees, I was tempted to let out a soft, panther-like “rawr.” This temptation was progress. It had taken me time to let loose. I was in a pole-dancing ...

Romance in middle school and high school was fraught with intense emotions, notes that said things like "will you go out with me? Check yes or no," and the age-old dilemma of where to put your arms ...

Lee Kit and the author’s shadows on one of the artist’s artworks in ‘Hold your breath, dance slowly’ at the Walker Art Center (photo by the author for Hyperallergic) MINNEAPOLIS — A kind of dance ...