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.