SUPeR is a transitional space,

in one-all meanings of the word,

a space for realness,

clipity-clop connection and cute frivolities.

bookstore in the front,

all-you-can-eat creative buffet in the back.

gaga for dada, rejecting the name-calling

and laughing at ourselves.

tears and laughter, the bi-products of being touched in your feelies,

are both kept in the heart-pocket as we revolt,

ready to stirrrup stuff.

there’s no cute story narrated in third person about how this began, who are the people, how and why they came together, the struggles, the joys.

maybe someday, when we get old and grey and comfortable with writing about ourselves in third person, we’ll do it.

until then, see you IRL.