Stunt Double
BY MARGARET RAY
I do my own stunts.
It’s rough work sometimes,
like when I had to get
my shoulder and ribs broken
by that truck and still
be there the next day
for the invalid hospital scenes,
but I keep showing up.
Slapstick is a specialty—
everyone likes to think they, too,
could walk face-first
into a door that swings in,
not out, and make it look good,
but these things are harder
than they appear.
When it’s time to tap in
and get my heart broken so my heart
can remain intact,
I remember why I’m here.
I think of how I look
so exactly like me,
how I’m the only one
for the job, especially
on such short notice.
It’s a long, one-shot take,
no chance to swap out
mid-air. You can’t see
the safety harness because
the harness isn’t there.
