Photo by: Maria Baranova
I'm a child of southern drawl, of iced tea with just enough lemon, family reunions that last late into hot summer nights, round tables of relatives reminiscing the good ole days, and the sounds of their laughter as comforting as hot tea and delicate wind chimes. I use the language of my family to quilt love songs for Black people. I write plays that invite my people to stop and rest awhile as they refamiliarize themselves with our home of poetic diction, hand games, and song, and Black women forever changing the world. Pulling our collective breath from my bones, I evoke the past, present, and future, and use theatre as a tool to design and write to stories that remind Black women that we are loved, that we're soft, powerful, capable of resting, deserving of liberation, and that we are everything- that we always have been.