Posts Tagged ‘Sheryl Sutton’

When We Dead Awaken

Thursday, February 21st, 1991

A neon blue riv­er of light cross­es the stage on a diag­o­nal. A black moun­tain looms beyond, pierced by a stark white water­fall. The sculp­tor sits brood­ing on a rocky throne; an egg-shaped stone is pierced with a spear. Two Irenes enter, and lie on the ground, like stones. “You have killed my soul,” they cry. “I am an artist!” cries the sculp­tor. One Irene sits on the rock, like a stat­ue. “I was a human being too.”

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