I'm not really sure if I'm here or not
Just trying to establish a plot
But how does it end?
Do I need to know?
Where my last step will land before I even go?
Try to approach me but I run fast
Walking around my emotions like they're broken glass
Trying not to bleed but I'm already crying
How do I help myself if I'm already dying?
"That ain't it, kid! That ain't it, kid!"
How do you wait for eternal bliss?
How do you stay single and still get a kiss?
It's not as easy as it looks, all of this
And why, why, does America run like this?
How is someone expected to survive?
Getting paid month to month, barely alive -
Thankfully, I have friends and family members to keep me going -
But is this time well spent -
Is it worth all this going?
Going and going and going
Never knowing
When you'll next get to rest
Rest, rest, who knew that Machinal would tell it to us the best?
Thank you, thank you, thank you,
While I do feel constantly stressed -
I do have to admit, I am blessed, blessed, blessed, blessed
So, God, please help me, Angels handle the rest,
I need you, I accept you, cover me with your love, and please let me rest.
I can feel it starting to -
Slip, slip anyway
Can I begin to
Grip, grip, anyway
Can I begin to
to to
too
Can I begin too?
No Pickles: A Monologue by Amy Abrigo
W: No pickles? No pickles?! What were they thinking? On a day like this? Don’t they understand their entire existence? Don't they know their purpose in this world? Isn’t it but to serve this student body and ensure their nutritional needs are met? Is this not a university? Is this not a cafeteria? Did I not provide adequate compensation for vinegar flavored provisions? And where did the pickles go, if I may ask? And when will they be back? Do they plan to return? Will there be, as they say, a “return of the pickles?” Happy tidings to Mr. and Mrs. pickles! And, what of tomorrow? Will they have overcome this shortage? Or will they still say, “No pickles?” And what then? What then?! Do I simply continue living my life without the crunch that is pickles? Without the delicacy that is pickles? Do they not understand the importance of this phallic-shaped existence? Pickles can be diced, sliced, quartered, halved – served cold or warm. They represent the very foundation of flexibility, of compromise, of creativity in edible form. How am I to continue? How am I expected to function in the high tide reality that is undergraduate education? Do they not understand the importance of nutrition to our capabilities as students? This is vital. This is imperative. This is critical – a cataclysmic calculation that need not be peer reviewed. So, I say, again, dear sir, do you, or do you not have pickles?
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To Create Doubt: A Lesson in Scene-Form on Super-objectives
by Amy Abrigo
By Amy Abrigo
February 5, 2023
A: Typically, scenes are about conflict.
B: Conflict?
A: Yes, conflict.
B: Conflict.
A: See, typically, in good writing, you’re going to have one character with one opinion and one with another.
B: Another?
A: Or, I should say, one character wants something and the other wants (in an ideal situation) the opposite.
B: The Opposite?
A: Yes, so, for example, if I were seeking to … oh, I don’t know, understand or to “provide clarity.”
B: Provide clarity?
A: Yes. Let’s say, my super-objective (or, what I want) is to “provide clarity.”
B: Provide clarity.
A: And, let’s say, for example, if you were the other character and you wanted the opposite – let’s see… what would that be? To… create doubt!
B: Doubt?
A: Yes, to create doubt!
B: Doubt.
A: Well, yes, exactly. I mean, I think? I mean, that would be the opposite, wouldn’t it? The opposite of clarity?
B: Clarity?
A: Doubt. Right? The opposite of clarity would be doubt?
B: Doubt?
A: Right?
B: Right.