Circle

When I was twelve,
I wrote down
in the front of my brand-new Bible
(on the page that had a space
for how I was unique,
eye color and hair color
and when-i-grow-up sorts of things)
that I wanted
to be an Actress.

Sveta told me
that I should be in movies someday
because I looked right for it.
I laughed
but kind of thought it would be nice.

When we put on shows in our bedroom
(those were always the music revues -
the plays were downstairs,
so we could use the sliding doors
like a proscenium arch)
I balanced flashlights against the top bunk
to direct focus
with our sort of spotlight.

I would know that confidence
if I knew a way back to then.