Kid Ends Play
[people] KIDlatinx. male. half-goat. OLD LADY latinx. female. half-goat. A CROWD OF CHARACTERS all half-goat. refer to stage directions for […]
[people] KIDlatinx. male. half-goat. OLD LADY latinx. female. half-goat. A CROWD OF CHARACTERS all half-goat. refer to stage directions for […]
The audience files into the theater. Lights fade out, chatting subsides. Lights up. a figure enters from stage left. They […]
A theatre foyer. Night. It is empty. The doors are locked. But if there were a woman there...
Duse’s superpower: her capacity to disappear, leaving only her plaster hands as evidence that she was a material presence in the world. Disappearance. Reproduction. She knew the theatrical drill.
It should be noted that the history of populism in the Americas is deeply entwined with the history of the balcony.
We Balconies will continue to sing our endless songs, our revolutionary shouts and pings: “Other worlds are possible even in impossible times!”
When you leave you leave the windows open and the doors and because the house sits by the sea by first light a film of sand gilds the floorboards and the kitchen chairs
The Baroness appears. She wears a tin can bra, a tight-fitted bodysuit, a working taillight on her rear, and a bird cage with a live bird in it over her head.
The play begins / The play does not begin.
Actors do their best to blend in to the faceless glass city. They get desk jobs, they settle down, they raise families. None of it is real.