By Rochelle Fritsch

With the stage lit and the audience seated, there was a palpable buzz. Show emcees Alea and Kim were the perfect balance of โ€œHey, ITโ€™s MY BIRTHDAY” and cool collected calm for a night that had everyone laughing, crying, and sometimes fidgeting uncomfortably in their seats.

Setting the stage was Elijah, a young artist whose piece โ€œAlienโ€ reminded us of what it feels like to be invisible and wanting to be seen, but not fully seen. Because sometimes, being fully seen means seeing what a person is from the outside and making assumptions about whatโ€™s on the inside.

Jodyann, a NYC transplant confirmed what Milwaukeeans already know: weโ€™ve got a mass transit problem. They lived a WHOLE, FULL LIFE for thirty-plus years without being a licensed driver. When they came to Milwaukee, they had to get their license. A new electric car soon followed. Now, what used to be an hour bus ride from one side of the city to the other is a short fifteen-minute trip. They can even buzz out to Waukesha on our freeways. Hereโ€™s a tip: if you happen to be on the freeway and notice one, single car going five miles under the speed limit, donโ€™t beep in frustration, wave a happy “hello” to Jodyann, because thatโ€™s how they roll.

When MissDia shared her poem, you understood what it was like to be a Boy Momโ€ฆin particular, a BLACK Boy Mom. MissDiaโ€™s slant on Snow White, the Seven Dwarves, and Cocoa Puffs had everyone laughing, crying..and thinking: were these childhood memories solely sweet or subversive? Maybe the revolution was being televised to yesterdayโ€™s — and todayโ€™s kids.ย 

UltraShorts were not in short supply. In a few words, we heard the story ofย  โ€œLady Lโ€ and a romance of euphoric first blushes, disappointment, betrayal, to the final separations of bodies, hopes, and dreams. We donโ€™t know who Lady L is or what she did, but Lady L, you broke somebody.

Sebas took us on a journey from his childhood after school visits at his grandmotherโ€™s house, to dreams of being like his dad – a hardworking foundry employee, to the streets where kids played and doubled as translators for relatives entering the US. We were in the kitchen to listen in on a heart-to-heart conversation after his motherโ€™s death. We experienced the journeyโ€™s final leg as he met the woman of his dreams. What a trip it was.

Brit Nicole closed the show with โ€œQueenโ€. This joyful, then heart-wrenching story of love that developed before our eyes into verbal and physical abuse, and a break-upโ€ฆand then Britโ€™s realization that she owned the title of Queen affectionately given to her by her ex — and understood that title meant that as Queen, she was above the treatment of her former subject. A perfect, joyous, and fitting finale for the culture.