Rosslyn Academy, Backstage, Annie, 1st Performance
Two boys sit backstage ― their backs against the wall while the first scene runs.
Both of them have a leg bent up near the chest, the other stretched out
on the black, worn floor, one’s just longer than the other’s.
Their feet point out from their bodies, almost touching, but not quite.
A sliver of light, red-white, falls on them, lighting up only part of their faces.
They sit facing the mostly dark room, still, and occasionally whispering.
Their shoulders touch just barely, from shoulder to halfway down the arm.
Do they long for the warmth of body to body?
Do they stay still, maintain touch?
Do they long as I long?