The girls stop wrists (2.007)

AUTHOR: Rogelio San Luis Ramos

Synopsis

Escena vacía. Marcha nupcial. Adela, veintitrés años. Viste de novia. Primer término. Silencio. Desconoce con el que se está casando. Simula darle la mano. Jamás ha tenido novio. Se aburre. Evoca su paraíso. En el suelo. Juega con tres muñecas. Habla con sus padres. Prohibido crecer. Debe casarse. Estrangula a las muñecas. Moneda al aire. Cruz. Sí, quiero. Nunca madre. ¡Trillizas! Vestido alegre. Empuja un cochecito con las tres muñecas. Se parece a ellas. Las amamanta. No serán adultas. Acariciada. Empuja a su marido. Cae. Muere. Viste de luto. Empuja el cochecito. Las coge. Son grandes y visten de luto. Les clava un cuchillo. ¡No se convertirán en mujeres! Es una anciana. Viste de novia. Primer término. Juguete del tiempo. Huérfana. Mendigar, casarse. ¡Un novio! Coro de niñas. Cantan bajo “Tengo una muñeca vestida de azul...”. Teme a las muñecas o hijas. Se acusa de inmadura. Lleva dolorida las manos al cuello y al pecho. Crece la canción. Lucha por existir. La muerte la llama matern

Technical data

Gender:
Tragedy

Female characters:
None

Male characters:
None

Space
Without specifying

Duration
Microteatro

Time
Timeless

Other data
Rogelio San Luis Ramos
About the author

Rogelio San Luis Ramos

MY BIOGRAPHY TO SCENE was unaware that there was no one I had discussed. What a surprise. I went to court to ask for a birth certificate for one of my characters and I found mine. Had come to life, in La Coruña (Spain), April 22, 1935. I read it, as if it were a book, the pages of my memories. Dwelt in the darkness, was a companion of shadows without sense. The light, from the spotlight, he showed me the reality. Dwelt on an empty stage, in a space of fiction. I had to invent my own being, arise between the nothing. My imagination was creating the argument that it should interpret. I painted the backdrop for the world, a home, parents, society. The whole history of humanity can be found in the tables on which it represents its absurd spectacle. I was happy, I was playing in theater, I felt free. I soon stopped being one. Tanks, ships and planes invaded us. The authors died shot or went too far. The scenario, kidnapped

Specialty
Playwright.

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