Long before "diversity" was a buzzword, Delaney was putting it front and center. The play navigates:
The most radical line in the monologue is often cut or rushed: "I don't think he [Jimmie] existed at all, really. He was just a lie." New way: Say this with a laugh. A short, sharp, bitter laugh. This is Jo trying to regain control. If he was never real, she was never abandoned. She is not a victim; she is the author of her own story. Play the intelligence here. She is rewriting her history in real-time to survive. a taste of honey monologue new
Last week, the power went out for forty-eight hours. I sat right here. Didn’t move. Didn’t cry. I thought about all the people I used to know. The girl at the library who smiled at me. The old man who fed the pigeons. The boy who said “forever” like it was a bus ticket he could refund. Long before "diversity" was a buzzword, Delaney was
(They finally lick the honey off their finger. They close their eyes.) A short, sharp, bitter laugh