Day 246 – Excavation – 3

Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Day 246
5:10 pm

Excavation – 3

3. Research

I saw my father’s bones
but had to hide them
from my mother,

She was too busy to notice,
anyway, spending all of
her time digging up
his old dirt,
and looking for a spot
to place hers

She was lost and
said she wished
to pick her urn and
be readied for visits
from worms and
drugstore bouquets,
and so did escape
for years

She would come back
eventually, without
ever saying
what she had grasped
onto

time for a shovel

Do we approach
exposed bones if
they are too dense to
entertain buoyancy?

Are they more generous
in mourning pools,
like floating tubes,
allowing one to
suspend herself in
zero space and consider
her place amongst
nebulae and clouds
so she might see where
she fits in?

Or do bones take on
the weight of anchors,
taking us far past
groundedness,
deep into the back
of caves where we
can not see how
we may drown?

If she is no longer
trying to drown,
where is she floating
now?

I’ve tried many times
to search, but
can never seem
to grasp her

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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