SOOZE: (1) I look into the mirror, what do I see? Eyes, t—s, teeth, c—t. Smile baby smile. You’re here for a purpose. Where’s the fertilizer? (2) I stick a knife in my hand, what do I see? Blood. Red and sticky as anybody else’s. Any man. Any African-American’s. Any slave’s. I bang my head, what do I hear? Silence. (3) F— the president. F— the vice-president. F— the secretary of defense. F— the secretary of offense. F— the pope. F— my dad. F— the men. F— the men. F— all the men. (4) What is a male’s good time? A piece of a—. A hard ball. A porno tape. A hamburger with ketchup and sperm spread all over it.
(Losing her place) Oh s—t.
Oh yeah. (5) Hey what are you looking at? You want some of this? You like this? Hear you go. (Spreads her legs, shows her butt) Here’s the hole. Jump on in. Or do you just want to look? (6) Bang your head, blow your nose, run down the street, suck a hose / Chew my lips, eat some s—t, eat a stick of dynamite and blow yourself to bits / Shut your mouth, go away, drink my p—, have a nice day / I hope you cry and never doubt I hope you die with blood in your mouth, I hope your lies will no more shout what’s in my eyes what’s in your snout / You are a pig I know that’s true / I dance a jig f— you f— you f— you f— you f— you!
(She finishes.)
Slides go with it. Behind me.
*From the Play
