Three women. Three bodies. One script forced into them.
Stomach in. Smile. Be nice. Be pretty. Again. Again. Again.
It feels natural, but it’s not, it’s drilled in. Taught early. Repeated until it lives in the muscles, in the gut, in the face they wear without thinking.
Every mirror is a command. Every window a test. Every gaze a correction.
Culture doesn’t ask, it trains. It shapes women into something tight, controlled, consumable.
They perform it. Perfectly. Until it starts to crack.
Because the pressure doesn’t stay on the surface, it turns inward. The body watches itself. Judges itself. Eats itself alive.
And then it breaks. They don’t just hold the image anymore. They turn on it. Tear into it. Consume it.
A raw, physical collapse of perfection-where what’s been forced inside finally explodes, and the only thing left to devour is themselves
Performers: Flavia Bertram, Maria Costa, Raquel Pereira
Performed at the ClitCulture Cabaret at Balabam, January 2018
