Liz

I got out of dance class the other day and some girl stopped me in the hall to tell me she recognized me. Now for some reason or other this happens to me a lot. People thinking they know me from somewhere or maybe they do know me and I just don't remember so I took it as nothing. Until she told me where from. " It was 4am and you were swinging on the poles in the subway with some little blond nymph like girl and manipulating some men into giving you their cannolis. And laughing and smiling a lot. And singing. remember?" Yummmmmy cannolis...that's what I remember.I want to be a clown. I want to have a farm and have goats as pets and make goat cheese and lots of babies. But for now...a clown is good. and to dance. dance everyday. in the rain. on the bar. by myself when no ones watching. with lights and cameras for all to see. nothing in the world like being on a stage. sharing something with people. awakening thought. stirring emotions.I am a tease and a good one too. never stay in one place too long. always tell the truth and sometimes suffer the consequences.i am a lover and a fighter. aren't they the same thing? Live alone in Chelsea. A home for wayward girls. Tempur-Pedic is everything. has its own fan club. seriana. neenernee