Sparks

“Remember you saying you could speak to anything if you wanted to. Right? Did you say that? Remember that. Said you could speak to the stars. Just had to know how to do it.” It’s raining in the Midlands. Again. It won’t stop. Someone’s standing in it. They’re shivering. They’re cold. They’re waiting for someone they haven’t seen in a very long time. They’ve got a rucksack full of alcohol. And a fish. A brand new play about abandoned responsibilities, what we choose to remember and what we thought we’d forgotten.