Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Day 301
3:18 pm
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road trip – 2
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2.
he was high
he was way too high
to realize his hand
on my tummy and
his lips on my neck
were too close
way too close
way too high
to remember
he always felt
like a brother
but he was too high
to hear that and my
high didn’t have
the heart to
tell him so
road-tripped,
buzz killed
and an
awfully awkward
long ride home
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tkk
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About traciakemi
traci akemi kato-kiriyama - inter/multi-disciplinary theatre/performance artist, arts educator, cultural worker, community organizer. Tuesday Night Project; theatre, performance, writing, and teaching projects with many organizations and artists including: zero 3; Edge of The World for Asian Arts Initiative in Philadelphia and the National Asian American Theatre Festival in New York; "PULL" with Kennedy Kabasares in San Francisco; Nobuko Miyamoto and Great Leap Collaboratory I; TeAda; NCRR; Oymun's 11.
Playwright for "Chasing Dad - a performance of a reading about a play i'm writing" presented by Inside the Ford for the Ford's Summer Playwright series.
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