Day 70 – hills

Monday, November 9, 2009
Day 70
11:43 pm – 12:18 am


When I lived in Chinatown years ago I drove down College Avenue
every afternoon
and passed by the grandmothers walking up an incredibly steep incline
with their hands full
spry able bodies balanced by their watchful eyes on the grandchildren
running in front of them
and their hands carrying plastic bags full of oranges and clementines

The old women carried those heavy bags of groceries so their grandkids
could run and play
They didn’t seem to need cars or maybe my memory chooses to
romanticize their situation
Regardless, sometimes I tried to make eye contact with a few who I swear
looked right back at me
They had sharp eyes and I knew better than to feel sorry for them
even in the least
In the entire time I lived there I never once walked up that hill

(perspective / it’s not so bad)

Funny thing about hiking is that, at first, all those rocks
and trails make you feel unprepared
Without the right boots, walking sticks, or training, they
seem too slippery and steep to climb

And then, once you get up and down even a relatively
small set of boulders, it seems only
natural to keep going, keep walking up to the very top
when you come upon the next one

traci kato-kiriyama


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. View all posts by traciakemi

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