“ DRY SWALLOW's shipping container unfolds as something like a psycho-geographic Venn diagram - an overlapping triad of narratives that evolve together and apart. Inside this unruly illustration, cinder blocks are born and we look into dogs' buttholes for prophecies. The impact of Baisch's imagery is highly accumulative and lasting; the play overflows with cutting moments that illuminate horizontal violence in all its forms. This cubist work asks us where and when our codependency becomes something sinister. It shows us the vertical system stacked against us, and makes the system eat his own tail until he suffocates in slow motion. ”