I’m back from NYC and I’m heading to California. Momma I want to make it- I want you to see me in movies. But oh momma
I’m scared. I’m alone and frail but I’ll never let them see me falter. I remember what you told me, walk straight, and always look pretty.
Wish me luck momma.
I wasn’t sure what to talk about, so maybe it’s time I share a little secret.
I know you know nearly everyday
I search Craigslist under missed connections.
Just cause, it makes me happy. It keeps me optimistic and yes maybe even
a little hopeless.
But some days… well some days I search Craigslist, under New York City
and I look for available movie auditions.
Go head…. laugh.
I’ve come across a few already.
And I’ve rearrange the transportation in my mind.
I imagine showing up to the audition in an old taxi cab.
With a scarf wrapped around my head, some hair poking through,
and cat eye shades on.
I’d stand in front of them with a pretty dress and tan platforms.
I’d say my lines, and wait.
Mr and Mrs Producers will talk to each other and Mrs. Producer will
pull down her specs and say, “Sing something!!”
I become panicky, but keep cool.
Breathe deeply, look at my shiny red fingernails and begin
“The itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the water spout.
Out came the rain and washed the spider out!!
——I’m nervous, my voice is all raspy but I can’t tell
if they like it! keep going….—
Up came the sun, and dried up all the rain and
the itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout a again!”
…hold breath. Hold. Hold. Hold
“Mrs. Lula, we’ll see you tomorrow at 8am. Bring your own lipstick and
a copy of the script. Thanks. Also, fix your hair, Mr. Hanks will be there”
…. Keep calm… calm… calm… Ahhh!!
I run up to my hotel room and phone Momma!
Daddy says “You’re a star, go get em kid”
Tomorrow production will start,
tonight I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling
Written by; Lula via maybeinnewyork.com