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ELANA BELL |
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Wild haired and tattooed, everything desirable— a proud waitress, big breasted and loud. Her red beans and rice went down like war.
Me that summer: skinny, untouched. After dinner we dance the apartment in slips. I wear hers, black polyester, a clumsy space where breasts had filled.
Later, crooked on our stoop, I watch her tie rubber around her upper arm, tighten with clenched teeth, insert the tiny needle, easy calm settles under eyelids.
Eyes on the street, I shove my useless arm onto her lap: Show me how. The words float, slow yellow smoke above our heads. She turns, lifts heavy hands toward my disappearing
face. They fall hard to her thighs-- clenching, unclenching, worthless soldiers. I reach to stop their broken dance. She grabs my hand, places it on her forearm, traces the mural of scars, lips steady on the skin.
Elana Bell is an actress, singer, poet and teacher living in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. She is currently a member of the louderARTS Project poetry collective, and performs her work at Bar 13 in New York City. Elana has facilitated poetry workshops for students in Whitefield, Maine, as well as for women in the Valhalla Women's Correctional Facility in upstate New York. She recently conceived, created and performed in PAINTED WINGS, a non-traditional cabaret of original songs, poetry, and storytelling at the WOW Café Theater in New York City. This past summer, Elana performed at the National Black Theater Festival in MINUS ONE, an educational drama about violence in teen relationships. |
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