Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Day 343
2:36 pm
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bloodline
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1.
an unborn child spoke to me
from my unborn belly
yesterday
she reminded me I have too
many markings on the planner
in my head
and so she will only
speak to me from
my dreams
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2.
when families see
their generations
pass on peacefully,
there is peace
when families see
their generations
buried under guns,
there is fire
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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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