kathy ng

kathy ng

i write plays and make crafts in providence, rhode island. i was born in hong kong.
i'd say my stuff attempts to create stretchy//spikey playing spaces for human-adjacent beings. i like the idea of theater as a construction site for new, alien languages.

i am a currently pursuing a mfa in playwriting at brown university. i am also an alum of clubbed thumb's early-career writers...
i write plays and make crafts in providence, rhode island. i was born in hong kong.
i'd say my stuff attempts to create stretchy//spikey playing spaces for human-adjacent beings. i like the idea of theater as a construction site for new, alien languages.

i am a currently pursuing a mfa in playwriting at brown university. i am also an alum of clubbed thumb's early-career writers' group, a new georges affiliated artist, and a friend of the hearth (theater)

Plays

  • happy life
    A woman leaving behind a lying life tries to move into her new apartment, but the two ghosts living underneath the floorboards will not allow it. A real estate agent discusses the intricacies of the Human Sperm Lottery over a naughty phone chat line. A hot-shot porn editor searches for her dead brother in tree branches and empty McChicken wrappers. happy life is a play about the domestic efficiency of stacking...
    A woman leaving behind a lying life tries to move into her new apartment, but the two ghosts living underneath the floorboards will not allow it. A real estate agent discusses the intricacies of the Human Sperm Lottery over a naughty phone chat line. A hot-shot porn editor searches for her dead brother in tree branches and empty McChicken wrappers. happy life is a play about the domestic efficiency of stacking the living on top of the dead; about jargon and vomit and the bureaucracy of second chances. What oozes out, when there’s no more room?
  • beautiful princess disorder
    Triangle Person is a “human body” with a triangle “head”. The “head” part is made of something like cardboard. The” human body” part wears a navy-blue no-nonsense swimsuit. Triangle Person lives in a patch of sky right next door to heaven. God has never come by with a casserole, though. Triangle Person’s roommates are Mother Teresa and Tilikum the bull orca. There’s lots to do and luckily, all the time in the...
    Triangle Person is a “human body” with a triangle “head”. The “head” part is made of something like cardboard. The” human body” part wears a navy-blue no-nonsense swimsuit. Triangle Person lives in a patch of sky right next door to heaven. God has never come by with a casserole, though. Triangle Person’s roommates are Mother Teresa and Tilikum the bull orca. There’s lots to do and luckily, all the time in the world. A fuzzy-edged sibling drama for the only child.
  • bacon sausage veggie noodles
    Bacon Sausage Veggie Noodles…is it a code? Or is it a dish? Did you know that before John Lennon was a wall, he was a man? Will the four little mages traversing an endless desert ever reach the Sweet Potato Hotel? ALSO, did you know that the Government is filming a new live-action Mulan? Yes!! Another one!! See you at the audition! But whatever you do, don’t use magic.
  • bread and daddies
    A wonder is coming and somewhere at the top of an impossibly tall mountain, an immortal man who might also be a purple potato, sorts through endless piles of trash. Somewhere in the middle, a tired boy who used to love creamsicles and a nasal-spray addict fall in love over their ambivalent opinions about pre-sliced bread and Spam. Somewhere deep in the ground, an annoyingly quirky corpse with a snapped neck...
    A wonder is coming and somewhere at the top of an impossibly tall mountain, an immortal man who might also be a purple potato, sorts through endless piles of trash. Somewhere in the middle, a tired boy who used to love creamsicles and a nasal-spray addict fall in love over their ambivalent opinions about pre-sliced bread and Spam. Somewhere deep in the ground, an annoyingly quirky corpse with a snapped neck decides that instead of decaying, she will become a pickle instead. Thousands of years pass. And another thousand passes again. Somewhere in the midst of all that time, a sandwich is made. Does the wonder ever come?