‘I don’t think we’ll get to Mars … not really … not normalpeople. Scientists might … it’ll end up a scientific outpost likeAntarctica … but it won’t be for people like you and me.’Maggie has found a warm patch of ground on HorsellCommon. She believes something is buried in the dirt. Thisis the site of the Martian invasion in HG Wells’ The War ofthe Worlds and she sneaks out of the house in the dead ofnight and dances on the warm spot. Here she meets Behrooz,an amateur astronomer who spends his nights mapping thesurface of Mars.A stunning new play about fantasy and sexuality, and aboutthe blurry and indistinct lines between reality and desire.‘The writing has energy and breadth, and Morton-Smithjuggles ideas and emotions as he places political and personalnarratives side by side.’ Guardian on Salt Meets Wound ‘The dialogue crackles with vicious insight and humour.’ Time Out on Salt Meets Wound
