FEROCIOUS

A song written by Minka Wiltz

Recorded at Airtime Studios as part of

Wise Panic Residency

There was a time…when all I could do was cry

You left me out here to die

While you watched me try

I heard you laughing while you lied

Excuses you made that this was good for my pride

I know better now

It’s ferocious this feeling deep inside of me

I don’t care if you leave

Stars retreat

The sun shines in on me

I’m not lonely

You’re gone

I am free

Event poster for Wise Panic Residency organized by The Hundredth Hill. Shows picture of resident artists to be a part of the Wise Panic Residency and time and date of the events in Bloomington, Indiana.

Embodied storytelling for audiences who value depth over noise.

STORIES FULLY LIVED

Photo by Icarus Photography; Bloomington, IN

‍ ‍NYC REP: CHONDRA PROFIT

FSE TALENT

‍ ‍L.A. VO REP: MIKE O’DELL

MAG TALENT

Minka Wiltz is a theatrical storyteller whose work begins beneath the surface.

MALNOURISHMENT

‍ from “47…And Counting”
Poems by Minka Wiltz

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Poisonous thought

Greed refined

Laced with hatred

The will to live

Deteriorated

Learning lies

burned into memory

Vast trenches carved into truths

That never existed

Evil allowed to rule

While growing in our silence

Marbling into our speech

Questions steal away

Denying us as unreasonable

Flesh cut from bone

No longer grows,

The soul expands

beyond mortality

Still, we endure

First table read of the screenplay DISQUE

Minka Wiltz; photo courtesy of Charles R. Pearce

LAG: A ZOOMSICAL COMEDY

WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY HADDON KIME

A PART OF THE EDINBURGH FESTIVAL

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