Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Day 344
1:34 am
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landmines
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the two kids used to poke stares into the ground
beneath them, seeing how long and who could last
in better form in their farmer squats, waiting out the
noise circling above their heads in the living room
vowels crashing with consonants in ways they were
surely never taught back at school, and oh, how they
wished it wasn’t summer, even class was better than
wading in pools of spit from parents’ hollowed throats
at the beginning of every school year, the other kids
quacked at the sibling ducks who waddled back into their
scholastic routine, as they tripped across the wreckage
of the home front, learning how to stand up straight again
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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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