William McCoy

If you’ll permit me, Megan Markham’s Witch with Her Skirt on Fire is spellbinding. I absolutely loved it. I walked in not knowing what to expect, but what I found was a one woman show that carried me through time, memory, and the wild terrains held within the human heart.

From the first moment, Markham commands the stage with a presence that feels both expansive containing worlds and deeply intimate. Like this show is just for you. A secret shared.

She threads together stories of childhood wonder, then switches to aching and longing without missing a beat, and then into the fragile beauty of life itself. Her transitions are seamless, her voice shifting between places of vulnerability and power like a spell being woven in real time.

At times, I felt suspended in the quiet magic of her storytelling; at others, I was swept into the pages of a book that I didn’t want to put down. Maybe that’s why when it ends, I left satiated but hungry…satisfied with the journey, but longing to walk its paths again.

The best stories linger with you. So do yourself a favor. Take a second and just get lost with her. I promise you, it’s a journey that you’ll think about long after the show is over.