At the end of every performance, we ask the audience to share their responses with us. Here is a selection from the past year.

Thinking a lot about family right now. Thinking a lot about the metaphor of the fish. Thinking a lot about the circle painted from water against the light. Thinking a lot about the wedding photo and the photo of the stairs. Thinking a lot about what it means to visit 'home'. Thinking a lot about being an offspring, a child

the difficulty of family - especially aging parents and having trouble with communicating but having heavy silences hang in the air between family. Especially in reference to queerness and Asian American immigrant parents

Wading together, through difficult, heart aching conversations. True friendship.

I feel really grateful to have witnessed such a beautiful and intimate performance. I think we rarely get to see people who care about each other have difficult conversations with each other, especially with honesty and caring - if anything I feel like we just see yelling and stuff. It was really powerful to me for y’all to share that. Also, it was just really beautiful and magical looking and I’ve never thought projectors could do something like that! I loved that it wasn’t just one place to look but that there was all the movement.

An authentic experience from a stranger. Rich and beautiful.

Sonder

This was very well done and was artistic af. I am happy to hear more of a conversation about gender coming from non white people. It is refreshing to hear trans voices of color.

thanks for putting on the show, it really made me think about my little sister (we're chinese) and what she is or will be going through in her life. my family is incredibly loving and supportive but i don't think they understand enough about our generation's school of thought. my grandma has always pushed my sister to wear dresses & act more like a lady otherwise "others will think she's a lesbian and who would want to be associated with that" and i've always felt that she's held her tongue about who she is because she doesn't identify with the societal norms that's been pushed onto her. she's never said much about the matter and it makes me scared that one day society will ask her "who are you? what are you? who do you like? are you gay? are you straight?" and she will be forced to answer those questions when she might not have the answers. so thank you for that. thank you for telling your story to me and showing me that i just have to be there for her and it'll be alright

I love LOVE the references to the idols/ancestors in the home and being torn about it. That spoke to home. Really funny moments throughout (especially when you explained the dads' names). Thank you

Hello thank you so much for your performance : ) it was very interesting for me - I grew up in China and I really feel the strong, as well as the subtleties of emotions you two have expressed through the performance. I resonated with topics you covered - and they are communicated in a very creative way - the arts you used reminded me of my childhood. I think there is a lot of sadness in the show - and I live with it as an Asian immigrant here.

These sentiments resonate with me and my upbringing and childhood so much, especially with the person I brought to this show. I love you both, thank you for expressing these deep emotions in such a down to earth real way.

I really loved the visuals of the show. The projections were really beautiful. I felt like there were also a lot of elements of your stories that I could relate to. I feel like there are a lot of conflicts Asians in North America experience that aren't explored in media so I really appreciated this show and I hope you keep making performances like this!

My mom definitely didn't touch water for 30 days after giving birth. She had a big afro!

Thank you so so much for putting your hearts, souls, energy, and time into tonight’s performance. I love you both and I am in deep reflection and feel even more human after tonight. Thank you for speaking and sharing your truths. For being so authentic and honoring your family narratives. I am so lucky to be in community with you both.

Unique surprise fantabulous. Bravo for the creativity n sharing yOur experience.

What a tremendous exploration of gender and class and family and nationality and humanity. Well done.

It was a beautiful moment of explaining something complicated in a creative way. Short and sweet, and I wanted more.

Many kinds of tears!

So's narration of the hospital touched me so much. I recently was with my grandmother who couldn't move and I had to walk her to do the most vulnerable things. The memory tied me to the scene, the humor and also the grief and tenderness even if this was a narration about what the doctor called Mr. Mak.

Unbelievably moving. 我爱你

As someone who is not trans but of Asian descent I thought the piece on idols and religion really resonated with me

I am feeling seen.

Definitely a show, work, experiences and stories that need to be told. Just because we are Asian doesn’t mean that we are all the same and have the same life stories, just like any other culturally identified group. We are often left out of the narrative and our experiences are unheard. I appreciate the vulnerability. This reminded me that I am not alone just because I don’t fit into the perfect stereotypical box of what people think Asians/Asian Americans are, as an adopted, Chinese identifying, Asian American. I especially enjoyed the moments when I could feel the connections, the tension, the empathy/sympathy for the performers that were held in silence, watching you silently reacting, listening, comforting, holding the space for the other’s vulnerability. I could’ve spent more time in those silences to register to really get the chance to witness the interaction wholly, to sit with both of you, the entirety of the audience/witnesses and myself. Thank you for the work, it meant so much to me.

you show us what it means to govern ourselves

It was such a touching and astonishing, meaningful show. Things mentioned in the show was connected but sort of disconnected with me, which showed me a totally another sight of views.

I miss home

The idea of losing something that isn't even yours really resonated with me. I take my Ashkenazi identity very seriously and have dedicated myself to studying Yiddish and it feels like my heritage but I was never raised with it, my parents are more confused by it than anything and so I question how much I can really reclaim this thing that wasn't even ever that important to my family but DOES feel important to me culturally?

the strongest image in my mind rn is one of Bex in the future, looking down at a half eaten steamed fish, SO GRAVE. stunning use of paper and space and light

Thinking of the power of food in memory and family lore. Universal to different cultures. And a specific story about an egg.

Lots of layers dig down into your Chinese soul. Never ending. Please keep on digging into it as your form of art.

thank you for such a beautiful show, for sharing your stories, for the moments of closed eyes, and many moons. i am stunned every time.

Hi, so I also grew up in a Christian household (as a Chinese person) and the first time I went to Japan to travel with my friends.... at hmm 23 or so. I felt so guilty and afraid something would go awry when I went into a buddist temple.

beautiful and fluid and i’m thinking of all i can learn from the craft of your work. how do qtpoc use art and community and bodies to tell our stories? how do we craft the world we live in and have lived in and want to live in? thank you for casting a circle with us.

What gives a person the right to claim a culture? Can we just pick and choose what "sticks"? Can we mourn something that perhaps was never ours to begin with?

Family. Mom's dad's cooking. Dishes .

Thank you for sharing this beautiful journey. It was a gift to witness your movement and your memories, your commitment to each other and to the wisdom you collectively unearth and create. Watching the water and tea wash over so to the sounds and depths of bex's story was extraordinary; listening to you two laugh and feeling you be in such vulnerability and tenderness and power together & with us felt like love in action. I left with so much desire to learn more about what has been lost and found along my family's paths of migration, to find agency and possibility and accountability in histories that are both visible and hidden. So grateful to get to be with your energy and magic, to be reminded of what healing and transformation can feel like in real time (questions and answers and forever more questions). Cannot wait to see this again in the fall, and sending all the gratitude

Came to the show not knowing what to expect, being invited by a co-worker. Still gathering my thoughts but it made me ponder how much we attribute our identity to what we grow vs how we want to be perceived. And how much control do we have with either.

My shape is my grandmother's home at the top of a "mountain" ;) in the north of Ireland. It is called Glengesh, and I feel like it will be there forever and at the same time know it won't be. I wonder what to do with that.

The moon // thank you // family is hard // the projections // that moment on the train

This was a remarkable piece of art that juxtaposed gender, religion, and the subtleties of tradition that can be lost with the endurance of superstition in America. It was intimate, tender, and had a naturalness about it that is true art, at its best.

Truly amazing use of lights and projection! Was so 1 million percent engrained in the performance and so necessary

Your piece resonates with the parts of my being where dreams and ancestor-memory live. i am in awe of the way i experienced your work to be both intimate, tender and expansive/full of wonder. thank you for your vulnerability, your presence. it was been an honor to share the experience with you

Taiwanese descendant American - there is too much to process, but tonight I'm calling my parents and my sister to ask them who I am, because recently I have been trying to understand what my voice is as an Asian American artist who has never really been able to identify with most of my peer's upbringing

the first time my gung-gung showed me how to make bao, he also told me the story of how his mother taught him to touch the moon: "first you must fill a large bowl of water" (he cleared the bao dough out of the large metal bowl as he spoke). "second you must place the bowl outside on a clear evening. when the moon arrives in the water, you can reach it." he chuckled as he spoke. "clever, isn't it?"

Thank u for sharing so much personal political history/herstory, talking of heritage, belonging, food, home, memory, migration, colonization, and the rivers of movement across the globe. It is a sweet feeling to be in the room with you. Also. FRIENDSHIP. It is a beautiful depiction of friendship. Of shared memories, shared work, and practising care live on stage. I find it important not to differentiate between the roles and practice friendship, all the time. Thank you.

Hi Bex! The "Are you chinese?" part resonated with me, and I teared up a little. I was buying squid on a stick from a food truck in Chinatown in Boston and placed my order in Mandarin. The man behind the counter came back with my food and asked, "Are you Chinese?" And I was thrown aback. I am taking a standup comedy class right now, which had allowed me to process these things. I thought the appropriate punch line would be: Dude I just ordered squid on a stick! It's not like I ordered extra mild General Tso's with a fortune cookie on top!

This show reminded me of all the things, foods, and traditions that runs deep with me for no rational reason

You made me a voyer on this beautiful friendship and it really was delightful. I made a book with my shape because you reminded me Of the histories we all carry with us. The past lives that live on in us

I loved it--my parents are also immigrants and felt myself reflected in your work.

Thank you, we all have family with traditions and as we get older it's important to remember where we came from

This show has my heart. Exquisite. Watching your play. Generosity that you open your relationship to us to witness & learn about. Fathers&gender&masculinity&transness&asianness. Subtlety. Softness. Faint pictures & brief sadness. Reflection. This show HAS MY heart

feeling of longing - or sadness about a practice I don't have or know about.

The word that kept coming to my mind throughout the show was "fragile." The show was incredibly fragile, in a really beautiful and vulnerable way. The impermanence and fragility of a lot of the imagery made me feel very present in the moment, which made the emotional experience very vivid, poignant, and bittersweet. Thank you for your work, thank you for the experience

Vulnerability, home, generosity.

feeling lot of things abt dads & many hard moments to witness, to hear echoes of my own relationship w my parents & family in ur own. im thankful for u all sharing w such care and such lightness. im thinking now abt the silences yall described (bex's mom making the bed ) im thinking abt how important it is that ur show was abt not just the thing that is being said (or abt just saying the thing) but the way it is held and affirmed and asked after. that listening and responding is as hard a thing as being vulnerable. that "this makes me feel sad" is said to someone u love.

Thank you so much. An elegy. A tribute. A powerful trust. A reminder of all we have lost and can find again. A beautiful offering. A very altar to love and friendship.

AMAZING!!! Transformative. Favorite moment was wondering how to recover something that wasn't yours to lose. Loved the layered meaning of changing as an "older young person" with life long consequences (good and bad) and relating that to not only religion but also sexuality. The meaning of names, the meaning of origin, what it means to create your own origin story. As a dead parent person I was moved by the discussion of how there can be a right or wrong way to support your journey of grief.

Coming home

When bex said "It is a loss I could not recover, i don't even know who to recover it from" it reminds me of growing up also Buddhist and Roman Catholic. Today my altar is split in half. One side with rosaries from my grandmother (fathers side) another side with my popos prayer beads (mother's side).

I never want tea and I want to have tea now!!