This is a collective post.

Seascape with sharks and dancer: a play By Don Nigro

I love this one. It might be too early to say it’s my favorite but I love it. Sometimes, when you read a play, the words just go straight to your heart. This is one of them. I need to add a longer review later. 🙂

My Wife’s Coat by Kellie Overbey

I’m not usually a fan of symbolism but I seem to always like what clothes represent in a relationship. Maybe because I’ve done the same thing: keeping someone’s clothes to remember them. After all, clothes are like second skin. The touch, the warmth, the smell, so much….

Beautiful words. “You were whispering something in my ear. Something funny. I laughed and put my hand on your shoulder. My fingers brushed your neck ever so lightly just above your shirt collar. ” ……. “I have no sense of connnecting to anything anymore. I am completely untethered. I feel like I’m floating away into a black void and I’m fighting so hard just to hold on to the earth. It’s exhausting. Would you hold me down onto the earth just for a minute? So I can take a break and relax and breathe and rest? Just for a moment? I want to feel safe under the weight of a man”  — Oh, the pain of love. The weight. The feeling of empty and lost. Perfectly said.

Feet of Clay by David Caudle

Bazaar setup but stupid funny!  Also, it’s rare to see guys’ interaction like this. Super funny

The Theodore Roosevelt Rotunda by Jennifer Camp

Took me a while to get into the story but then I love it. Two people from totally different background, one literature professor, one computer game developer, both are socially awkward, yet both have a strong yearning for love. Ben, the one that never got his heart broken. (Lol, the days that I sang “give me someone, a lovely, sensitive one, to break my heart” were like yesterday. Endless loneliness and void, desperately trying to find some one. Yet, once you have your heart broken, you get to learn a different pain…)  Lillian, the one that “doomed” the deaths of both of her lovers, fear of the fate. Both dream that they are mere skeletons under the clothing but still have a delicious red heart.  I love how equally geeky they are, stalking each other and researching on each other. Lovely how they curiously enter the other’s world and love what they find. Cute.  I guess we are all searching for the one hidden among the thousands, the one that has the inexplicable connection with you, no matter how seemly opposite you two are.

The above three plays are all from “Off-Off Broadway Festival Plays 29”. Awesome collection.

The scene from Thieves.

Wool gather

Rainmaker.  …. “I’m pretty, I’m pretty”