Recommended by Claudia Haas

Right from the top of the play, you are engaged by the snap, crackle and pop of the dialogue and it only gets better. With equal parts of sci fi, satire, and a fairy tale (with some insane Biblical passages thrown in for good measure), this is screwball comedy done to the hilt. And those muskrats, and locusts, and frogs- oh my! Take a walk on the zany side and let this play into your life. Nutty and delicious.

I love a play that takes me to many places. Milton mixes silly with romance and then adds just the right amount of the philosophical to deliver a play that is as light as a confection but with substance. Combining Stonehenge with love and family has given me a new appreciation of the ancient wonder. What a delight this would be onstage.

Oh my, a comedy as black as possibly our times. Who knew serio-killers could be funny? Danley and Purcell. Hey, if you’re going to make fun of anyone during these times, it might as well be serial killers. Dark, silly, and makes Shakespeare’s line about killing all the lawyers seem tame.

The title is irresistible and so is the play. Twisty, darkly funny, and then there’s unexpected sweetness. It’s a rare play that combines satire with some truisms about life’s challenges. Walker succeeds beautifully with all.

“Okay, ladybugs aren’t people but they deserve respect.” In under ten minutes, Meagher gives us a relationship to other species. With wit, some sadness, and a lot of respect, we are treated to the amazement that is life. Full of heart, she nails a bullseye in our connection to all.

As a former college student who found ways to mimic every literature icon to mine an “A,” this play has found me out. Booze, a wooded area and three college students find poetry in maybe the way it was meant to be found. Under the influence of ... the natural world. Kudos to Gacinsk for finding the true joy in poetry and the poets.

Carnes takes away the antiseptic numbers reported in mass shootings and replaces them with their humanity. Instead of a numeric death toll, you are left with knowledge that you knew the victims or wished you did. You see them, you mourn for them. A painful reckoning of the good that is robbed by gun violence.

Wang infuses Anna Mae Aquash with such smarts and courage, it makes the knowledge of her early death more unbearable. As we finally are calling attention to the numerous, unsolved deaths and disappearances of indigenous women, Aquash’s story needs to be told again and again. For her daughters, for her grandchildren and most importantly for all of us. Nothing will change until we acknowledge this history. My Aim is True is a first step in educating ourselves to be better, fairer, more honest with ourselves, and ultimately more honorable. Produce Wang’s play and make a start.

The sun. A son. A shooting star with limitless potential? Or a rock on fire that burns itself up? Tatelman poses these questions as she brings to life Arthur Miller, his wife Inge Morath and the ever-present but never seen Daniel, their son. A fable of a man who championed the forgotten American as he chooses to forget his son so that he can continue his artistic life. Is there morality in art? Can the art and the artist be separated? The play blends heartbreak with a calculating lens. I was riveted throughout and overwhelmed with might have been.

Kaplan gives us a poignant piece on the forgotten people. It’s a remembrance of those who blazed trails for others and now remain in the dustbins of history. Imaginatively conceived, it makes you think of your assumptions. The end is a sweet nod to those who came before.