There's precious little hope to be found in Fornés' plays. Just cruelty, despair, and a lot of dead ends. But the honesty. Sweet Sagan, the brutal, relentless, honesty--and all without a single wasted word. And the constant reminder that we who are watching aren't they who are stuck in these nightmares. If you still have a choice, Fornés urges us, any choice, then for fuck's sake, make it.