Two Autistic individuals whose lives are at crossroads for different reasons jibe, rib, annoy, aggravate, and finally console each other through a recent death, a property dispute, and being Autistic in an Allistic world. Jordan Elizabeth Henry gives two Autistic characters space to be themselves, and not allow them to be defined by their relationships to Allistic folks. With a hint of magical realism from an overhanging cocoon, this lovely play is a blessing to Autistic performers.

This play expresses many emotions in a cathartic way through two autistic individuals (who are fully fleshed out), giving us a fresh perspective on grief. As an autistic person, I don't see many nuanced representations of autism, and Jordan Elizabeth Henry writes them with clarity.