That’s always changing, depending on how I think I’m going to die. At the moment, I’d like my own song Away from the Sky at my funeral.

I’ve been through a lot of grief in my life and there are intimate moments where you need to bawl your eyes out. As the dead person, I want to say: this is a moment you cannot control, life goes to shit sometimes. So I would choose Don’t Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin; some things you can’t change.

It’s another bloody Prince song, I’m so sorry – Mountains. I love how the chord structure ascends and the vocals – “It’s only mountains and the sea / There’s nothing greater than you and me” – feel like an ascension. I’d like to think, when I shuffle off this mortal coil, I’m going to be ascending as opposed to descending. I think I’ve been a good girl.

One of my daughter's. She wrote a song for me called Strong Like You, and she played it at the opening of my last play, Mother Courage. Every mother there cried.

My mentally ill brother going to juvenile hall when he was 14. It led to his incarceration from 14 to almost 40.

For the service I gave to the black folk.

Pride, joy and freedom, but also hard, a struggle and work.

In elementary school. I loved learning.

This administration.

My mother, because she is vivacious, amazing, brilliant, giving, strong and powerful.