Black theater has always been a site of survival, imagination, and instruction.
This section is where I write about Broadway and beyond, performances I’ve seen, artists who changed me, revivals that made me rethink the canon, and moments on stage that felt like permission.
Sometimes this will look like criticism.
Sometimes like memory.
Often like both.
Recent Writing
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What Black Boys Carry
I didn’t realize that shows talk to each other until they followed me out of the theater. I was in New York for my birthday, doing the thing that has always steadied me. Sitting in the dark, waiting for the lights to come up. Broadway has always felt like a place where something might tell…
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Coming Up for Air
I was a college freshman when it happened. Back in 2007, YouTube was still new, when it felt less like an algorithm and more like a hallway you could wander down and accidentally find something that changed you. I don’t remember what I was searching for. Probably nothing important. That’s usually how it works. Then a…
The Black Playbill 