What Remains
Drama, the leaving
- Drama
- Monologue
- 2 min
- Female role
- Adult
- Intermediate
Casting
5 lines- MOI Female role, Adult your role
Excerpt
(She packs her things into a bag, in no hurry.)
MOI
Don’t say anything. Please. Not now, not in that voice.
I spent years translating your silences. I’m tired of always being right too late.
You think I’m leaving in anger. No. Anger wanted to stay.
What you can do with it
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