Wild, raw, hilarious and tender, Clare Barron’s electrifying play – first seen in New York earlier this year – is a candid portrait of prepubescent girls, rare compared with the myriad male coming-of-age tales. But, like its warrior women, Barron’s piece fights for its space, and with a formal daring that teeters thrillingly on the edge of chaos.
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