Erika Phoebus (she/her) is a queer, neurodivergent playwright/performer/educator who's curious about pleasure, autonomy, and the places and spaces where realities collide.
Her work has been developed and/or produced at the New Ohio Theatre, Sam French OOB Festival, The Flamboyán Theater, Primary Stages ESPA, So-Fi Festival, Torn Page, Tessa Faye Talent, Theatre 4the People, and Actors Theatre of NY. She's received residencies through Fresh Ground Pepper’s BRB retreat and Theatre 4the People @theBarn. She has taught playwriting at Bowie High School (Austin, TX), Westerly High School (Westerly, RI), and offers playwriting workshops and script consultations online and in NYC. William Esper Meisner Conservatory alum. B.F.A. Creative Writing from Brooklyn College. A proud member of the Dramatist Guild.
Isn't it weird to live in a body?
Isn't it weird to be so confined and so endless at the same time?
Isn't it wild how many things can exist within us at the same time?
Often magical and strange, my work tends to concern itself with intimacy, autonomy, and the comforts and confinements of having a physical form. My work strives to explore the ways women and queer folks have been systemically conditioned to disassociate from our pleasure, and the ways white supremacy culture disconnects us from our bodies. I'm interested in creating spaces that invite the audience to safely and joyously reconnect to themselves.
My work often asks "...are you breathing?"
I'm interested in coaxing the audience back into their own bodies
with each other.
I believe in stories that invite our bodies to internalize possibilities, while holding space for the complications and complexities of where we are right now. I create as a way of exposing myself to the worlds I want to live in, using the collision of past, present, and future to give my nervous system some practice renegotiating my relationship to kindness, safety, joy, mess, and imagination. I’m interested in creating narrative containers that are so alive and tethered to the play, the structure has no other choice but to change, to break apart, to break open.
I write to break open.
So let's get weird, y'all.