Friday, August 5, 2011
Day 339
3:12 pm
–
little boy
–
did a child,
on that day,
wonder
why
the clouds had
swallowed her
mother,
how the
shadows
hammered
grandma’s hat
to the wall?
we consider this,
we wallow in
their ash,
we continued
building bombs,
nonetheless
–
–
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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