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I WAS SIXTEEN

WAS I A CHILD?

I WAS SIXTEEN

I CAN'T REMEMBER

I CAN'T REMEMBER

WAS I A CHILD?

I WAS SIXTEEN

MY FATHER AND I

WERE DRIVING HOME

AFTER VISITING A COLLEGE

AFTER DRIVING ALL DAY

WE STOPPED AT A MOTEL

THE WALLS WERE GREEN

THAT TERRIBLE LIGHT GREEN

USED IN MOTELS

THE DESK CLERK SMIRKED

AND I WAS EMBARRASSED

I DIDN'T KNOW WHY

I WAS SIXTEEN

WAS I A CHILD?

I CAN'T REMEMBER

THE DESK CLERK ASKED

DO YOU WANT SINGLE

OR DOUBLE BEDS, SIR?

AND I SAID

TWO BEDS TWO BEDS

TWO SINGLE BEDS

WAS I A CHILD?

THE CLERK SMIRKED

MY FATHER SAID

IT DOESN'T MATTER

AND I SAID INSIDE

BUT IT DOES MATTER

IT DOES MATTER

I WAS SIXTEEN

I WAS A CHILD

AND WE WENT

TO THE ROOM

WITH THE TWO SINGLE BEDS

I WENT INTO THE BATHROOM

TO PUT ON MY NIGHTGOWN

A SHORT NIGHTGOWN

WITH GREEN AND BLUE FLOWERS

I CAN'T REMEMBER

AND I GOT INTO BED

THE BED BY THE BATHROOM

AND SAT ON MY BED BEFORE

WAS I A CHILD?

AND HE WAS IN THE BATHROOM

A LONG TIME

HE CAME OUT

AND SAT

I CANT REMEMBER

ON MY BED

AND PUT HIS HAND

ON MY KNEE

AND I LAY THERE

AND DID NOT MOVE

HE TOUCHED MY BREAST

I CAN'T REMEMBER

STROKING MY BREASTS

ON TOP OF MY NIGHTGOWN

AND HE CAME DOWN

ON TOP OF ME

IWAS SIXTEEN

WAS I A CHILD?

I CAN'T REMEMBER

I CAN'T REMEMBER

HE LAY THERE

I DID NOT MOVE

THE BLANKET BETWEEN US

I WAS SIXTEEN

HE STROKED MY BREASTS

BREATHING IN MY FACE

AND ASKED ME

ICAN'T REMEMBER

IF I LIKED IT

AND I

AND I

AND I CAN'T REMEMBER

INSIDE I SAID NO

INSIDE I SAID NO

I CAN'T REMEMBER

AND HE STAYED THERE

ON TOP OF ME

MOVING AROUND

TOUCHING MY BREASTS

TOUCHING MY NECK

AND HE ASKED ME

IF I LIKED IT

AND I SAID NO

AND HE GOT UP

AND HE GOT OFF

AND THE WHOLE NIGHT

I STAYED AWAKE

WAITING

I CAN'T REMEMBER

AND THE NEXT MORNING

WE GOT UP

WE HAD BREAKFAST

AND WE DROVE

THE REST OF THE WAY

HOME

mime


open blade pause

take small knife out of pocket

hold knife in right hand

turn left forearm palm up

cut lightly/carefully 3 times

holding left arm still

put knife away closing

blade against right thigh

turn cut wrist over

catch blood in right hand

when hand almost full

pour blood from right hand

into left hand

apply pressure/release

pressure/release

with right fingers

upon left wrist

stopping flow of blood

eyes focus always on action

take two right fingers

and dip in blood

look up as if in the mind's

mirror and slowly paint lines

down right cheek

repeat and paint left cheek

repeat and draw a line

across forehead

repeat and place both fingers

on chin

drop hands and stare

at own reflection


one for me. one for you. one for me. (dealing

imaginary cards) one for you. one for me. one

for you. one for me. let's see what you got?

MONEY .... ULCERS ... and a PENIS. how 'bout that—

i got LESBIAN... LOVE.. and uh...A TERRIBLE FEAR

i tell you what, i'll trade you some of my fear

for some of your—no? so ok. we stick with what

we got.

(photo: Libby Turnock)

Marty Pottenger lives in New York City, is a carpenter, and performs improvisationally "with whoever's in the room, whatever's on hand, and what's inside all of us."

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