Djanet Sears

Sarah Kane’s Been Dead For 23 Years. I Still Don’t Know How to Thank Her.

My letters to you are a once-a-year digestif, an acknowledgment of gratitude, of lineage, of love.

The Play That Made Me Love the Theatre

I remembered each poem so intimately, so clearly, it was as if the play had etched itself into my heart and my brain ten years earlier; as if I had never put the script down since first touching it.