Since first setting up an AOL profile way back when, I’ve had an ambivalent relationship to social media. I’ve often been tormented thinking about what version of myself should I be on any given platform. And like, what even should be my profile pic? Also.. who am I really? Oh fuck. Investigating these feelings, I’ve realized it goes deeper than social media, it’s about being represented at all in any media. I’m nagged by a feeling that photos of me are off somehow—me but not really me. The pressure to perform a self, and being perceived, in a highly mediated age can be total mindfuck. It’s also for sure having deep impacts on our culture and politics.

That’s where my new play comes from… i might delete this later takes these questions to a radical extreme. It tells the story of a woman who wants all the recordings that exist of her in the world to be destroyed (and the story of the people in her life who really, really do not take this project well). What follows is a Sisyphean quest into a mediated netherworld, a family tragicomedy, and an exploration into the thorny problem of seeing and being seen.

I’m excited it will have its first public reading at the Road Theatre, directed by the very talented Alana Dietze. It features a stacked cast from the Road’s ensemble including: Ghost: Lilli Passero, Tally McCormack, Gerard Joseph, Susan Diol, and Alaska T. Jackson.