Play a Day: Waiting
A woman sits next to an old rotary phone, waiting for it to ring. After a while, she picks it up to check for a dial tone. She keeps waiting.
Author: Dana
I am a queer performer, teaching artist, feminist, independent scholar, nerd, bookworm, crafter, yogi, foodie, kinkster, and gardener. I am a human being trying to be better than they are.
Play a Day: Ups and Downs
The stage is filled with staircases. Someone walks up and down, up and down, and down and down and down…. some of the stairs go below the stage itself, and some high above the proscenium. Someone walks in circles up… Read morePlay a Day: Ups and Downs
Play a Day: Share the Load
A woman walks down a path, burdened by luggage. Someone else comes along carrying a much lighter load. They take half of the woman’s load despite her protests to the contrary, and both continue along the way at a much… Read morePlay a Day: Share the Load
Play a Day: Perspective
A piece of art hangs on the wall. Visitors stand in front of it to look. They crane their heads to the side. They climb a ladder. They walk to the back of the theatre. They hang upside down. They… Read morePlay a Day: Perspective
Play a Day: Can Anybody Hear Me?
The stage is dark. From the void, a voice calls, “Hello?” “Hello?” No answer.
Summer’s End
This is a piece I wrote in August of 2013. “It’s my BIRTH-day!” was all I could think, lying there in the (thankfully) cotton open-front robe waiting for the male gynecologist to come in for my exam. As a queer… Read moreSummer’s End
In Between
This is the transcript of a piece I originally performed in June of 2015 at Greetings from Queer Mountain, an open mic night in Austin. I have a Master’s degree in Performance Studies. That’s why I came to Texas. I… Read moreIn Between
Play a Day: Sometimes
Sometimes Life is Taking yourself on a date Duct tape on your flip flop Summer sweat between your thighs The trash can wait You don’t have to
Play a Day: The Way Forward
A woman sits alone at a crossroads, eating an apple. She stands, trying to see down each path in the hopes the way forward will become clear. She pulls out a map, but it ends at the crossroads and is… Read morePlay a Day: The Way Forward
Play a Day: Picking Up the Pieces
A bedroom, which looks like it’s been hit by a tornado. Papers, clothes, and books are scattered everywhere, in piles up to mid-calf height. A woman stands in the middle of the room, trying to decide where to begin.