And still, the woman, the soft fire woman grows till tall, till broken, till strong. She clasped her hands and screamed to God and prayed that the sun remain; even if it burned her, even if it burned you, even if it melted the shadow from our bones. She prayed you the summer, breathed you in like solace (you, with your scar tissue body). But still, you outgrew her in your sleep without enough language to thank her. The Things It Carried follows the timeless forming of an existence. We watch 6 instances of The Forming Body, as it reconciles life back into its body. The piece calls on witnesses to experience a renewal and in turn catalyze their own re-births, un-births, and reconciliations. It asks them to allow the shedding of time, form, and space. Where they must go back into themselves in order to enter the true future. That they acknowledge the layers of existence and the identities that constantly work together to create them.