A Poem for Edith

By Alison M. De La Cruz

On the occasion of the forthcoming 2012 production 

of 

the Artist’s at Play Production

of

EDITH CAN SHOOT THINGS AND HIT THEM

I love plays about Asian Americans.

I love plays starring, written, directed and PRODUCED by Asian Pacific Americans.

I love plays with complex story lines and overt gestures to humanize people like me.

People who are Filipino, people who are gay

People who are women, people who are daughters trying to protect their siblings.

I love plays about complex Asian American women and girls

who are trying to make sense of the world at a time in our development

when our parents should be… a lot things

And sometimes they fall short. Or sometimes they mess up that overtly

That one could begin to question whether safety can be created by families.

I love plays about fucked up, crazy Asian Americans

Who mess with the stupid model minority myth

Or racist notions of exotified otherness

I love plays set in the reality that there are Asian Americans living here in the US today.

Shit, I even want to see a play about Asian Americans in the 1990s and the 80s and 60s and 1860s and 1640s and 17-hundreds.

Now, I am not an advocate for fire arms

Or things that harm

Like violence or bullying or words that hit bodies like bricks and bats

I am not an advocate for things like that.

But that is not what a play is always about.

Though sometimes, and often, I think for the Artists at Play

A Play can actually be about things that harm

Or boyfriends who charm

Or little frogs that stand by as wisdom is chanted from the mouth of a babe like a blaring alarm.

See, a play, is a way to share a whole new world

Or to shine the light microscopic

On a culture

Or a time

Or a character who brings you a breath of fresh air.

And I think that you know this

If you are here today, shit we’re here today

Because of a play,

Or this amazing group of artists who want to make a play

That tells a story worth listening to

Explores a world we shouldn’t shrink from

And shoves characters in my face that require, actually that beg the question:

Why does Edith shoot and hit things?

Where is brother Kenny? And who is Benji?

And does pre-calc actually hold the key……. To….

Well you’ll just have to see.

See that’s the thing about a play,

It’s a reason to go, it’s a reason to stay

Stuck in a seat, from the time the curtain goes up

Till the time the last bow from head to feet.

It’s a way for us to stay engaged and exploring

Exaggerated and exhaustive in our search for the humanity in all of us.

And me,

I love a play that is written and directed, produced and costumed;

Set designed and sound designed, light designed and house managed

Produced and attended by Asian Pacific Americans and our allies

I’m here today because I believe in the power of a play

Hold a mirror up to society and say….

… well anything you want.

And once you meet Edith and Kenny and Benji and crew…

Well I wonder what things they will say… to you.