Catching a glimpse of the beloved community in a quirky, inclusive corner of the U.S.
How the queerness of fairy tales and musicals, once coded and now more open, has always spoken—and sung—directly to me.
Changing my headshot opened my eyes to the ways I’m seen—and remain unseen.
I’m reclaiming my birth name in a new musical just as the U.S. elects its first Indian American VP. Coincidence? I don’t think so.
As the trauma of George Floyd’s killing and the specter of COVID entered my home and my work, I was reminded what my country is—and still could be.
One writer’s extraordinary efforts to prove extraordinary ability for an O-1 visa.
Lockdown is no blessing, but I am using it for good: to heal, to step off the grant-writing treadmill, and to say no to more abuse.
In this excerpt from his memoir ‘Lot Six,’ playwright David Adjmi recalls childhood touchstones and the shape and meaning they gave to his pain.
Men may feel threatened by strong women, but women know in their bodies who the real threat is.
What are we doing in the theatre? The clues are in what our art is made of: bodies, words, and a third thing that is neither and both of them.