Day 217 – one time

Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Day 217
2:24 am

one time


there was a car, and
then a mate, or an enemy,
trying to play chess with us
across Sepulveda Boulevard,

but our driver decided to play
leap frog toward the other side,
her hands were wild with youth,
her foot full of adventure

and the light was too unbearable not
to drive right into

how else would we witness the physics
of accidental combustion?

metal turns to paper when it flies head on
into concrete

glass sheets become hail embedded in skin
for the sake of memory

one time becomes unforgettable, a moment
of dying, plays in our heads

again and again


my life did not flash
before my eyes

my mind turned into
a roulette wheel

spinning around random
plans with no luck

Who’s going to tell my family?

It is quiet in here.

That’s too bad, this was the first summer
I practiced for the season.


just then, the dying was

the sound of screams and
crushing metal

sent me back to the
chaos of life



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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