[BEARTHA picks MAMA up, so she can hear her better and have complete focus.] BEARTHA Truth some more. MAMA It may not be to your liking. And you’re sort of choking me now. BEARTHA NOW!! MAMA My nipples twitch, my hair stands on end, Every bit of spit inside my mouth dries up, My eyes pop open, and what do I see? The after-image of your father Burned into my retina. He was beyond quick. I woke up singed and pregnant. Nine months to the day, You popped out, loaded, as they used to say, For Bear. Hence, your name. BEARTHA What he look like? MAMA You just don’t get it, do you?
[BEARTHA picks MAMA up, so she can hear her better and have complete focus.] BEARTHA Truth some more. MAMA It may not be to your liking. And you’re sort of choking me now. BEARTHA NOW!! MAMA My nipples twitch, my hair stands on end, Every bit of spit inside my mouth dries up, My eyes pop open, and what do I see? The after-image of your father Burned into my retina. He was beyond quick. I woke up singed and pregnant. Nine months to the day, You popped out, loaded, as they used to say, For Bear. Hence, your name. BEARTHA What he look like? MAMA You just don’t get it, do you?
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