Fantasy, fiction, flirting and kissing, or fighting and fucking. Y’all need to get married and just die in each other’s game playin’ arms.
In 1971, 1998, and 2021, three different men in a South Brooklyn railroad apartment write, read, fuck each other (or don’t), eat, drink, diet, breakup, make up, fight, and flirt at the same time. 
The Fires is a surreal new play about being a somebody in a world of other somebodies while trying on love.