Theater
MAMA SAID KNOCK YOU OUT
Bareknuckle at Gleason’s Gym
By Hannah Bos
I’ve been to a lot of raw spaces. But not this kind of raw. It’s a huge meat locker of metal, concrete, and muscles. There’s sweat everywhere. I’ve never heard more grunting in my life.
Laundromat-Theater:
Where Every Fold Matters
By Ginny Mohler
A woman folds clothes by rote, eyes fixed to a soap opera muted on the laundromat’s TV. As she weeps over a tragic plot twist, her hands never stop folding, pounding the table in an unceasing metronome of productivity.
In Dialogue
Tanya Barfield:
On the Space-Time Continuum
By Kathryn Walat
Bright Half Life begins with a timeless concept: soul mates, “an idea that may or may not exist,” according to the exuberant deliberations of Erica, as she stands in a hallway, proposing marriage outside the apartment of her ex-girlfriend Vicky.
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