Stewart Dawson
From: “Sarah Got A Brand New Gun” (musical)
TBA…
From: “It Takes a Chef”, (play)
GEORGE:
I’m not a chef, I’m a short order cook.
ZAZU:
I don’t care if you’re a midget mechanic.! Fix this guy a bologna sandwich!
From: “I’d Rather Live in a Museum than in Lubbock” (book)
“…like you stood up real fast and clobbered your head on George Washington’s Chin.”
“Presumably he was sent off to the Children’s Academy for Gifted Assassins.”
“I almost dropped my lobsters.”
“They all decided that it was better to be dead than in a bucket, so they all died.”
“No one likes an anti-hero to stare at them.”
“There is nothing worse than a stale liver pate sandwich from a ditch.”
“No one could ridicule him for looking at a snake.”
From: “Too Much” (poem)
...I lost my lover a long time ago
Sometimes I can't even find myself.
Where else should I look?
I know its all here somewhere.
Maybe I should get the fuck out of bed and change my sheets.
From: “I Can’t Help How I Turned out”, (play)
CLYDE: (remembering the past)
Yes, I watermelon well, the figments of a bygone pear. We were in Brussels when we were but a young sprout. Lettuce never forget our roots as the leaves of time wither.
LOUIE: (becoming nervous)
Huh? What’s happening?
CLYDE:
The lime is now and the plum is clear, either to impeach our dignity artichoke on our words.
LOUIE:
What?
CLYDE:
Garlic back, the raddish orange glow of an evening sunset onions ago. It brings tears to my eyes.
CLYDE:
What are you talking about?
LOUIE:
Catsup now if you can because tomato may be too late. You must win, win, win and asparagus the agony of the beet. I yam seeing the celery now. Every peas of the pod fitting like a guava. (a revelation) It all kumquats to me now, as if… I had never au-gratin(fade to black)