I’ve always found the story of Oedipus Rex to be a great metaphor for transracialism and Black parental fear of a carceral destiny towards their young men. In the same way Oedipus’s parents sent him off to avoid a tragic ending, I've recognized that the Black community uses white proximity and social/economic elevation in the same manner, more or less leading to the problems they sought to avoid or creating new ones. As a child, I was in the underfunded, predominantly Black public school education system of New York City, but through the monetary efforts of my parents and systemic diversity initiatives, I was forcibly “ascended” into the affluent private school sphere of NYC’s white elite, where my racial identity began to ever so slowly become more abstract to me as I assimilated to white normativity. This play is a device to integrate these types of decisions made by well-intentioned Black parents and also to try to understand where Blackness truly lives within the body or if it is something we've allowed ourselves to create.