Mindy Mejia

Ordinary men commit extraordinary evil all the time. Trust me.

Curses. Jesus. It took all kinds. There wasn't anything to a curse but words. Just like blessings and prayers and all the rest of it. People used words to try to change what they should be changing with their own two hands. And if the problem was too big to fix, no words called up into the air would make a lick of difference.

They could be gone for years, healed over and laid to rest, and then out of nowhere the gun smoke stung my eyes, the wet jungle invaded my nose, and I had to bury them all over again. You could leave a war, but it never left you.

MOST PEOPLE think acting is make-believe. Like it__ a big game where people put on costumes and feign kisses or stab wounds and then pretend to gasp and die. They think it__ a show. They don__ understand that acting is becoming someone else, changing your thoughts and needs until you don__ remember your own anymore. You let the other person invade everything you are and then you turn yourself inside out, spilling their identity onto the stage like a kind of bloodletting.