exerpt: chalk dust [a working title]

1.

i am

covered

in holes

this one is an easy hole

to define

 

this was a hole left by death

 

death always leaves a hole

sometimes a big hole gaping and wide unable to be bridged or covered big and broad but eventually made shallow by time by time and distance you can move forward and cross the hole with your head above water

 

sometimes small holes

small doesn’t mean

unimportant

just

a different type of hole

maybe it’s smaller but deeper

you come across it less often but it sucks you in more

 

i’m

sorry this is

boring

for you

 

hello

i am ali

and

i am covered in

holes

[end scene]

 

this is the first scene of the first draft of my experimental one woman piece currently titled chalk dust. the stage directions are removed. there is a lot of action, and non action interwoven. the piece, perhaps surprisingly, is not about death, but about adoption. go figure. i’m sure i’ll write about death one of these days.

an introduction

hello, i’m ali. i am a writer, creator, designer, performance artist. about once every 3 years i try to start a new blog. usually i don’t commit because i have very little to write about. well, this time, i’m just writing. expect a mixture of commentary on life [ my life ], poetry, playwriting, and other short written word experiments.