“In my lowest moments, I created theater as a necessary, urgent means for survival. It is also the kind of creativity demanded of any poor person trying to survive in a society where poverty is the fourth leading cause of death. Throughout the process of navigating my eviction and other unfolding crises, I experienced the profound love of my community and movement and the poured that love back into theater and song. This movement reminded me there are so many of us, precariously, on the brink – 40 million poor and low-wealth people in the United States who cannot afford a $400 emergency, with millions more just a paycheck away. I realized that my middle class identity only separated me from other people in struggle and distorted the truth of my economic reality. I was poor. I could be again. And in our numbers there is power.