Tinfoil Crown And The Theatre of the Real

I think we had crowns of tinfoil in school plays

or maybe it was in kindergarten. I was in a play once then.

The Princess who Couldnt Smile. My sister was in the audience

and I must have cried tears real enough because she stood up suddenly and said in front of the whole audience parents, teachers and all:

Angela, Angela don't cry.

I will remember till I die her plaintive voice. the earnestness of her shining face.

and that she cared I might be departing there on stage from all the happiness

we had, whenever we played we were both Cinderella at home.

mary angela douglas 24 december 2020