Recommended by Christian Flynn

Gross! Leah is a grade-A perv artist with the best of 'em. Bonepoetry (spineless white, front to back, lick my knees) combined with the biblically feminine — suckling, weaving, nursmode. There's also a motherfucking murderaxe. A phantasmagoric one-act ride of phantasmagoric violence. How brutal to be told your fingers aren't that bad. That you can't play anymore.

Hilarious. Online.Christiane's meanest play yet — and that's saying something. The funniest gunshot I've read in a while. There's not much pleasure on this earth.

this play is like the "haha I'm in danger" meme: so uncomfortable, so funny, and a heavy heaping of gen z pain

Kyle has a directness I like. A lack of subtext."I want to moan along with the squealing subway cars". "I used to masturbate to George O'Keefe paintings". "A dancer who can hypnotize me with the roll of her hips". Finally, a girl can say what's on her mind. Freud is dead and so am I. Anyway this play its experimental moments out when they're needed but doesn't form into any formal technical traps of meaning. It's also really funny. And brutal at times. It opens devastating.

"I wouldn't do that to a friend! And you are Pete the Friend". "They slurp and drink and survive.""Birthed Day" "Every of the things" "She is world." "And thinness returns"

This play's full of Roni's singular poetry. There's a sadness... an almost subliminal sadness... What brand of lonely is this?

Won't forget the image of two people watching TV on a phone placed on top of a glass coffee table they have scooted under... I have my stories of laptops on snack tables... shitty metal folding chairs... faded loves...

A play about transformation — everything is in motion... thank God...

I'm consistently impressed by Lee's understanding of their own voice at such a young age. When I was 23 I was scribbling on bathroom mirrors. They also have a real commitment to and understanding of short plays, something I admire and envy. This play is beautiful. It's a play in transition, of people who want to be in motion, to transform. More than that it's about thwarted movement, thwarted change, thwarted communication...

Tunnel play is fucked up, man.

This play is so funny, weird, and awesome! Got me thinking about being isolated and alone. And George Washington. Audience's love a good cum bit don't they. Produce this play. I know I have.

Ay - YO!!! This play MOVES! Its 175 pages long and I read it in one sitting??? It's hilarious, painful, and suspenseful in a way only a Vermillion play can be — but this one's extra special due to 1. the circus aesthetic, 2. the very real and (likely) personal dilemma of an artist approaching their thirties, and 3. HARLOWWW. Patrick's written a lot of great flawed protagonists, but this slimey fucker tops them all. Endlessly loveable, hateable, and intoxicating, Harlow is a vortex of ambition -- something simultaneously gorgeous and hideous when morphed under capitalism... lemme audition for 'em?

Unapologetically academic, working class, and by-a-philly-playwright, Essential Reading is an odyssey of the mind. Language twists and contorts based on whether or not a scene is a dream, and soon enough you're doubting your own reality. The miracle of making an academic beef premise build into a generational socio-economic heartbreak about failing, failing, failing on your dreams..

"It’s not special; it’s not interesting; it’s just work and then you die, right?"

Great shit.