A staging for adults and children of Daniil Kharms's 1939 novella 'The Old Woman', performed in English by an international cast (Kazakhstan, Bulgaria, Belarus, Russia, United States).
The wizard was tall. Possibly in white garments. Barn. Vodka. Moulded bread. Whatever’s cheapest. Tram, cobblestone, roadway. The body of the Old Woman in the suitcase which must be thrown in the swamp. That’s not your nose to throw off the bridge. Clocks without hands, children catching tetanus. An escape attempt, at least from one room to another. So the neighbours don’t notice. Calm. The dead are a badly behaved bunch. The wizard does no wizardry his whole life, and dies. You understand, Sakerdon Mikhailovich, this is a lady of a different sort. Invite her to lunch, get married. Curse it. At least jump onto a tram, and not out the window. Where’s the toilet?