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Karen Burns

How I've survived violent crap. And dancing

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Kid in The Corner

Posted on January 7, 2019January 7, 2019 By karensburns

Do you know someone who feels alone? Do you have someone in your life; your child, your student, a friend, a partner, or someone you pass by occasionally, that you can tell is suffering? Last weekend I had the honor of performing at a benefit for Kid in The Corner and…

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My Name is Mom, Not God

Posted on October 8, 2015October 5, 2022 By karensburns

This is the same story as told in: “It’s Been Five Days Since You Left, But We’re Still Here and You’re Not and It Is So Quiet.”  But, I sought help from Kevin McGeehan and this is how it evolved. I just wanted to put it out into the world…

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Haiti’s Acting Lessons

Posted on September 30, 2013 By karensburns

Our resort where all the water drinking will take place! I regard theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.  Oscar Wilde I regard the theatre…

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Well-Intentioned Poster Child

Posted on May 30, 2013 By karensburns

A circa 1880’s poster with a picture of a can-can dancer in the midst of a high kick hung above my white-canopied bed, on the green checked wallpapered walls of my girlhood bedroom. Every night, in the hours spent dreaming, these words hung over my head: Come See Karen Suzanne Can-Can Dancer…

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Karen Burns

Karen Burns

I live in a suburb next to an enormous Intel plant in a desert where I don't belong. My neighbors are techies, blue-collar football fanatics, gamblers, bankers, parents, sky-divers, nurses, pilots. I'm a dance, music and acting teacher, performer still, mother and wife hoping to be kind in this corner of my non-indigenous environment. I actually like living here. Most of the time.

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