Day 197 – why you awoke in a cold sweat

Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Day 197
1:20 am

why you awoke in a cold sweat

Jewel sat me down
to let it spill

someone was a
bad boy for over
the better part
of half a year

like metal
to granite
to wood

words juggled about
like
pop rocks at the
bottom of her throat
and
unpolished agate
at the back of
her mouth
to explode
and light fire on
the toothpick
at the tip
of her lips

and boy,
was she aflame
wish you
could have seen

Jewel showed me
two things

pieces of jagged glass
from an old frame
that she’s thinking
to stick in her eyes

pins and a sock
full of cotton
with your wrinkled
picture stapled on top

she’s going
to make a choice
tonight

there’s no need
to think twice
about this

boy,
if i were
you
i would
run

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. View all posts by traciakemi

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