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

sitting in the dark

waiting

trying to figure out what to do and when -

I felt special.

My existence mattered

with an audience spread out before me

my best friends beside me

walking around always with a purpose

instrument in hand

folder onstage

standing in the aisles with the people waiting for the cue

playing for people who would listen.

All I've ever wanted is for people to listen to me

I found them.