skulking

A few months before, Polumiskov said he had seen P-22 skulking through the same parking lot before running off.

That survivor’s chutzpah surfaces again in the skulking “The Diner,” which she narrates from the imagined perspective of a stalker; the song is filled with unnerving details: “I came in through the kitchen looking for something to eat / I left a calling card so they would know that it was me.”

There was still the matter of all those other killers skulking around.

The lounge looked just as it had before she moved: the cozy yellow chairs and the big bear constellation skulking across the ceiling.

In Tamilla Woodard’s somewhat blunted production for Yale Repertory Theater, it spans decades to tell the story of one Black family’s tiny, Midwestern corner of the fight against racial segregation — both the kind that was once enforced by law and the slippery kind that came later, skulking around legality to maintain all-white preserves.