Hi my name is abby sher.
Fancy meeting you here.
Have I told you my deepest darkest fear where I’m cold and alone, stuck in a jar, like a forsaken gefilte?
Or my brightest breathiest hope where everyone speaks a universal language of love and
two o’clock in the afternoon is a sweaty, messy dance party?
I write about these ideas a lot.
And I perform on dimly lit stages.
I’m really glad you stopped by...