Read this play years ago and it wafts into my mind every now and then, like a sublime ghost floating in the deep reaches of space or the sterile white rooms of lonely ship. The dynamic between the characters is that perfect fusion of tender and terrifying, as you're never sure whose hurt will reveal itself and how, if they'll come together or destroy themselves or each other in some small or large way. The space exploration of Keichel's work is the galactic depth of heart rather than the stars, but that's hard enough. Can't wait to see it someday.

A lovely, thoughtful treatise on loneliness, connection, the (in)human condition. Even in the unanswered mysteries of this world, there is a normalcy and understanding that pervades throughout, a simplicity of communication and universal truth.

When all you have is each other in the midst of war, it makes for an intoxicating connection. The trauma, the circumstances, the uncertainty, and the questions all make for a riveting plot that leaves you hanging on every word. Great work!