“I can see Sarah, my sweetheart Sarah, just like long ago, when both of us were young.  No, we’re not young no more, we are old now, not too old, but yes, we are of that age when there will be no fresh air, no new smells, little or no sensations. No way to find innocence , nor are we innocent. It happened without us knowing. We became old, one Monday morning, just as we got out of bed. Being young is something that we will never experience again.”

Promo Sketch for DARK

Dance Performance, USA  – Me performing the background Poetry/Voice