the unconsoled (an extract)
a room mid-morning
there’s a monitor
a sofa a bay window
with double
glazing and other religions
neighbours’
houses back-lit a tree looms
a woman comes in
a man follows
they dance they
argue they simulate sex
they sit on the
sofa and watch Netflix
finger food surf
monthly installments
the audience become
restless muttering
cough a few stand up to leave
this in itself
becomes a performance
a phone rings
offstage goes on ringing
unanswered
a child begins
to cry in the auditorium
unconsoled ...
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