HANG TIME
by Zora Howard

"In Hang Time, lynched men tell finely tuned tales... Zora Howard’s new play catches three men during a few moments of their breathless eternity."

— The New York Times

"A bruising statement about the systemized dehumanization of Black men... a stunning picture of the ‘strange fruit’ that Billie Holiday sang about, of Black bodies swinging from trees... The writing is bleak and colorful and gorgeous enough for poetry."

— Lighting & Sound America

"A startling and stunning tableau... an absolutely heart-wrenching and hauntingly beautiful experience."

— The Front Row Center

"In terms of its words, Hang Time, by Zora Howard, is a very subtle play. Its language is rich, and the themes that its characters usher forth chime suggestively, like harsh but precisely rung bells, never quite settling on a resolution. Its imagery, however, is awful and overt: even before the show starts, as the audience files in, three Black men are hanging in midair, their legs dangling, the motion of their bodies almost stilled."

— The New Yorker

"A powerfully evocative performance piece... Hang Time is filled with the magic of theatre."

— New York Theatre Wire