Wednesday, March 10, 2010

march 06

sat. march 06. 2010.

i want to be back on the stage
costumed and flushed and completely not me

like that time i played a child and i was bouncy and giggling and didn’t worry, only wondered.

or that time i played a jazz singer and had to find some soul, because something like that you can’t fake.

or that time i played a street beat poet and i dressed all in black and swore. and i got to be something mean, something pained, something daring and passionate.

i felt so vivid afterwards.

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