A man comes on stage.
He acts as though his shirt is too tight.
It isn’t.
He walks as if his thighs are chafing.
They’re not.
He Starts scratching his elbows.
Scratching his eyebrows.
Man. GOD!
The man is in such a funk.
END
An ongoing and growing collection of original short plays that experiment with form and style. There is no real agenda to this collection. I relate it to the idea of a journal. When something is on my mind, it becomes an addition to the collection. Have fun!
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