Eshe hasn't left the flat. Loved ones keep reaching out: blowing up her phone and showing up at her front door. They say they're going to "save" her. She's not saying anything back. Until, in the dark early hours, surrounded by half-eaten food, dirty washing and a damn good playlist, she focuses on the letter in front of her. babirye bukilwa's play ...blackbird hour is a visceral and moving exploration of care, belonging and of one queer Black woman's attempts to love herself.