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Neotheater
Wordless.
Stage lights sparkling on my skin
descending down steps for performers
for the people before me
people who take great joy in what we do.
A day of rehearsal
listening
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Warmth
My body heat
my absurd body heat
reflecting back at me off of you
warmth.
My arm
reaching around you
like I've wanted to for so long
now I finally can
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The road less traveled
The road less traveled
our road.
Maybe I've overlooked this
key detail
in all the auditioning-anger-mess:
Music is supposed to make people happy.
To bring people together,
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Thinking
So I got in.
So I got in!
Isn't that a good thing?
I was expecting it.
I knew I would.
What chair?
I'm scared to ask
I know the answer
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Actual tears
Tears
for this show
for this character I love more than
any
freaking
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Reflections
Everybody hates mirrors.
Anything reflective.
Anything that shows you who you are -
we will never be enough to appease ourselves.
I miss when I could go into a public restroom
and wash my hands
Loves
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Let's Get Vulnerable About A Boy (again) ((it sucks this time))
I want you to be happy. First and foremost, I truly do. I also want you to hurt. I'm not sure if you will ever escape yourself, but if or when you do, I hope it is healing to you.
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Me vs myself
What is this
you know what this is
it scares me
it's real
I don't like this
don't deny it
I don't know what to do about it
it's not the end of the world
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you
you make me feel like
it's okay
everything is fine
when i'm freaking out
when i'm nervous or scared or feel like i did horribly
you're always there.
you try to call even if you're too busy to
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Discriminatory teachers
You'd think
that she would realize by now
that maybe not
everyone
is Christian
maybe don't show a Christmas movie
unless you're certain that everyone will feel comfortable and included
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It's My Fault And There Are No Excuses
I really hate it,
being the one who messed up
the one who ruined the relationship
the bad guy
the person someone vents about because I was someone they used to love
we all have weapons
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The class period before lunch and recess
Loud and noisy
the 8th grade jury had taken over the partially empty classroom
with nothing to do
no work
(it was the second day after Thanksgiving break)
playing cards dancing through the air