Marcus has been having a dream about a man and he can’t figure out
Start: Trust. I know. Ain’t no answers out here. Not to
Just sky and dust but ain’t we all?
Don’t you wish it was?
Don’t you wish the days, all damn day, running into
Everything that scares the...Outta you would just wash
Out into the waters, drain away.
[.. ... ..]
End: Never heard
A black boy say that I bet. Not out loud.
Wish them waters would
Rise up like that water and take it all, me too, out and away.
Wish that sometimes? I do. I do.
McCraney, Tarell Alvin, Marcus; or the Secret of Sweet, Theatre Communications Group, 2010, pp. 298-300.
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