Day 186 – letting lucid go

Saturday, March 5, 2011
Day 186
7:08 pm

letting lucid go

On most days, her kids wish
Auntie Grace was lucid, reaching
for their existence in her eyes
as they pump wishes from their
hands to hers, blood looking for
the recognition of blood, hoping
it to flow through her dementia

But not for the time being, as
long as it takes for the funeral
to conclude in mourning, for the
mourning to fade with time, no
one wants for her need to know
that one of her sons just passed,
young as he was, old as she is

They watch the clock, her hands,
her temperamental legs, hoping
for her periodic clarity to remain
dormant, for now, on this occasion,
to let her never wonder where he
went, where he is, to let her
awareness fade altogether, to
never ask why theirs are filled
with tears looking at her dry,
wandering eyes



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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