Heart of Gold, Holy Mess

I’m getting tired of being told I’m not special. I was working on an application that’s due on December 3. It’s a fellowship I’ve applied to for the last three years that I’ve been worried I won’t be applicable for soon. The artistic director knows my name and writes very sweet notes on my rejection…

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I Dreamed a Dance with You

But now until forever love, I’ll live to dance with you. I’m thinking about breaking up with theatre. I’ve been thinking about it since before the pandemic, to be honest. And I guess, to be specific, I am thinking about breaking up with white American theatre. Like a lot of playwrights right now, I am…

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Let’s do it again!

Once upon a time, I wrote a list 31 plays you should check out ASAP. (And if you haven’t read those, what are you waiting for?) When I wrote the list, I acknowledged it wasn’t very diverse. I also listed a lot of people I know personally. I’m not saying I don’t know anyone personally…

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you used to tell me I was brave

On Aug 30, 2011, I arrived in Arkansas. My mom and my uncle drove me down from South Bend, IN in a single day. I remember on the drive down being equally terrified and excited. I didn’t really know anyone. I had A LOT of assumptions about Arkansas (most of which turned out to be…

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Living for the hope of it all

If you had asked me in March how long I thought we’d be in quarantine, I would’ve said until June. (I wasn’t even really taking it seriously yet in March to be honest.) In June, on my birthday, while I was sitting on my floor, watching Disney movies, drinking Bourbon from the bottle, smoking my…

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