Bloom Bloom Pow

Mag is back in their small hometown, juggling an underwhelming queer scene and an overwhelming mother. A dead horse won’t shut up about being dumped in the East River. And from the depths, an ancient being rises to take its rightful place. Inspired by the Creature from the Black Lagoon, toxic algal blooms in the Great Lakes, and phone calls with your mom. This visceral, non-linear piece is about grasping for control, queer joy and magic, and caring for each other so much that we begin to push each other away. It swings wildly from humor to grief to horror to delight, asks questions about the climate crisis, and allows us to sit in the discomfort of not knowing all the answers.