the Ghost of Shakespeare: (The tavern is quiet, save for wind against the walls. From the hearth smoke rises, and a form slowly emerges—half-shadow, half-voice. It is him.)I called you fools.Knaves. Shadows.Tools to move the plot forward.A laugh here. A sting there.You were not kings.Not lovers.Not heroes.You were the cracks in the story—The ones who saw … [Read more...] about Shakespeare’s Tricksters and Outsiders Take the Stage