Which mask will I wear when I emerge from the shadows?
I’m talking about the bitch who in the silence weaves a plot
of false silence so that I will get confused by silence
and sing in the proper way to address the dead.
Unspeakably I fall into what I find more or less present
in myself when someone formulates my name.
Why is it that my mouth is always open?
(Alejandra Pizarnik, My Name)
I was 6 years old when I entered the rehearsal room
with Doron Tavori and Gila Almagor.
In a gold costume, my hair cut short like a boy.
For me, it was the peak.
Gila Almagor burst at once
into hysterical tears of calamities.
She kissed me, slowly, methodically, all over my face.
In a few seconds my face was full of Almagor fluids
while Doron stood apart and watched.
After the rehearsal I informed my mother that I quit.
It was a rehearsal for Medea.
My mother had casted me as one of the
children Medea was to murder.
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