I love this play because it made me ache. I admire its subtext and simplicity, its humor and truth. Brava!

This delicate two-hander is sublime in the way it builds depth in spite of its apparent simplicity - by the end, you feel like you know these two human beings intimately, even though you've only seen a few brief minutes of their lives across years. The dialogue is natural, consistent, and contains so much in pauses, body language, and negative space. There is so much said about change, inevitability, and even fate without any character addressing these things head-on. It's full of so much emotion rooted in a very authentic place. A new, unique family drama for the current moment.

The seasons pass and climate change makes the autumns warmer and warmer, altering the migration patterns of the birds, fueling the slow burn between father and daughter. What begins as light comedy in Moench's hands may avoid tragedy, but ends in elegy. I reviewed Birds of North America for Washington City Paper: https://washingtoncitypaper.com/article/540057/a-flock-of-feelings-in-b…