BY ANGELINA PRENDERGAST; ILLUSTRATION BY LIZ BRENT
A very splendid thing.
But you always see me at my best…
When the house is full and the attention is drawn
to the stage.
Chest wide open receiving attention like a newborn baby;
Lapping up the Ooo’s and smiling from the Awwe’s.
An olive in a martini glass.
But after the show is over, the glass is gone,
the stage is alone.
I don’t always mind.
Curled up in rich scarlet curtains looking up into the ebony sky.
Lights instead of stars.
Still. I’m shining.
Quiet like a sleeping country. Peaceful in loneliness.
Time to think and reflect upon the day;
but I miss those memories that have been made
on the stage.
You can laugh and cry while watching the stage.
You may leave cheerful or depressed; but the pulsing of your clapping
like an over-exercised heart has
made all the difference.
You turn to leave. Your back to me and you’re back to real life;
but I must stay for that is all I am.
So before you rush away,
can’t you wish
the stage good night?
Angelina Prendergast is a dancer and actress in Los Angeles, California.