Too many of us--
actors--
to have his own place
in the dressing room,
we play musical chairs
to take off boots, make-up, wigs.

We high-five each other
almost simultaneously
hugging someone else.

We had a good run and a good time.

We sign the master poster for Jeremy for archives.

We sign programs for the house manager.

Laura, the costume designer, announces that if there is one, only one, specific costume item that we adore we might just get to keep it.

I get to keep my boots!

Frederick, the lucky bastard, wins his leather jacket, which "looks so slimming on me, doesn't it?"

Ian took everything though I really don't think he got permission.

Amy and Dana didn't keep anything I think.

Erin, her necklace.
E.B., his hat.
Rob, his mask.

John was upset that nothing really stood out in his wardrobe.

Edgar, I'm unsure.
Kelley, probably her tiara.
Bryson, maybe his orange thermal underpants.

But mostly we take memories,
ephemeral,
yet forever.

Forged relationships never to be created under any other circumstance.

I found a second mother.
I found a lover I never would have loved.
I found a friend I would most likely dismiss in any other circumstance.

It's not just costume pieces and memories I take with me.

I take new family.

11/19/2007

Posted on 11/19/2007
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