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Don't Wait Up- Prologue
This is the opening sequence/prologue to my Orpheus and Eurydice rewrite (partially inspired by Hadestown with the tracks and all but I have never seen the musical) in 1860s cowboy Texas!
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Morning Thoughts
Forever viridescent under a simple golden hue
Grass and trees and beautiful clouds that shape our world anew
Iridescent skies, viridescent earth, oh what a sunrise
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Dream of Me?
I dream about you still,
do you dream of me?It is no grand affair, these dreams
not of your smile, your hands, your kindnessyour cruelty
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Love and Community
I remember when I fell in love with eagles and oak trees,
with green grass, warm summers, and fireworks.I fell in love with what now is brushwood for a fire
that red white and blue decided to ignite. -
Ophelia by Millais (1851)
Why does Ophelia look so calm?
Calm in calamity, peaceful in perishing
Why does she look so calm?
She died in a fit, she died in anger
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Mother's Tongue
Quand j'étais petite j'aimais ma mère,
mais maintenant j'adore la langue de ma mere.Elle parle Français. Moi, je parle anglais
Je fais semblant je ne parle pas Français alors
elle ne parle pas avec moi
Loves
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Crave
I crave physical touch,
I need to feel skin to skin,
I need to be felt,
I crave something I hate.
I've never liked hugs or the feeling of someone touching me,
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pensées sur le chou-fleur
cut the cauliflower, as they cut you
wash the cauliflower, when you wash away your sorrow
sprinkle pepper
sprinkle salt
sprinkle cheese
sprinkle love & home, until it's enough
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I’ll Say It: I Hate Our President
I’ll say it: I hate our president
All my life, people have written me off as
“different”
“possessed” and
“antisocial”
And while yes
I am different
I am not possessed
I am disabled
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Not Quite What I Imagined
I always dreamed that my life would be like it is in books.
Little did I know that would later come true.
It’s not quite what I imagined, though. -
