We surrounded you.

We surrounded you and we were seventeen adults and we were all dressed in black. You knew me—that’s it. That’s all it took for you to sit in that studio and watch grown men and women move in the space.

The instructor put duct tape on the floor in 5X6 square. Actors went into the middle. The assignment: make the space bigger.

Where was your fear at being in the room with strangers? Where was your intimidation from watching us “wile-out?” Where was your awe at the focused energy in the room?

Nunca de nadie. You had shaky leg syndrome as you watched us perform and when we were finished you asked if it was your turn to go.