A Trap That Only We Can Spring!
It was a strange week and I did a strange thing. I wrote a play… (Not long…) A Trap That Only We (We=One=All) Can Spring! ACT I (A quiet city street. A solitary lamp overhead. Steam rising from a manhole cover. A couple of apartment doors are set back from the curb. There is a soda can and miscellaneous urban detritus along the gutter.) (Vinnie, despondent, trundles onto the stage. He is mumbling to himself, […]