By: Danielle Foley
When words are insignificant what does a phone conversation become?
When you can’t find the vocabulary to say what’s in your heart,
Because your brain can’t find the letters
To make up the words
To make up the phrases
To make up the meanings
Because what you are feeling
Is more than a sentence?
How much do you want to talk love?
It’s not a talking thing
It moves you
I remember a long, black dress
With tiny, gold stars (flecked on the fabric)
I remember shingles
That burned my skin like fire ants
I recall floating away on a
Cloud of pills
Thinking that I was so cool
And you were so cool
And that our love would never die
Danielle Joy Foley received her BFA in Theatre Arts from Miami University of Ohio and MA in Dance/movement therapy from Drexel University. She is a Philadelphia based actress, illustrator and yoga teacher. In her spare time, she enjoys writing, gardening and interpretive dancing.