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...