Whether or not you're in hibernation, these reads are for you.

I feel like I'm hibernating. Not only does omicron continue to make me wary of crowded places, but on most days the temperature seems stuck somewhere below freezing. If you're going outside, you really mean it. My headphones, which fit over my home-knitted hat, keep my ears warm as well as supply my listening. Whether you're venturing out this week, or preferring to stay in, we have something for you to read.

Critic Cameron Kelsall compares playwright Alice Childress to Amiri Baraka or Edward Albee, "distilling social issues into compelling miniatures and using charged private relationships to represent larger, more intricate matters."

"I've been going through something," Anndee Hochman's poetry students tell her: "a death in the family; a house fire that swallowed every possession; a deportation order; the kind of break-up that slays your heart when you are 17."

Once described as "an opera with no music," A Streetcar Named Desire is usually a compelling piece in any hands, but Cameron Kelsall says this long-delayed production misses the mark.