There may be a wish here - a wish that every woman reading/seeing this could be Suzanna for at least five minutes. How many of us have had this walk home? Sickles leads us to a path where in our minds we are Suzanna. A wonderfully physical monologue where the dance could be life or death.

Wow! This monologue is stunning, alarming, atmospheric, rythmic and would be beautiful if it not were for the difficult situation this dancer finds herself in. Cornered and powerless she uses her powers to fend off her attacked, like a frightened scorpion.
This would truly make a visually stunning performance piece!

A wonderfully written piece that dazzles lyrically (and theatrically) but that explores a fearful situation that women way too often find themselves in: being stalked. Scott deftly turns the tables here though, and it exhilarates even as it terrifies ("For the first time since I entered that piazza, one of us is truly, deeply afraid. It is not me.") The dark humor also adds a great deal of richness to the story. Superb!