Day 302 – windows

Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Day 302
2:20 pm


the wind and I have a love affair
and I am the fickle sadist
in the relationship

she is there, every time, to
greet me at my bedroom window
where she stirs in waiting

the hottest of summers do not
keep her from my beck and call,
she says she likes this challenge

I tell her there is no use in
courting someone who likes
closing windows on a whim

but she knows me better than
the credit I give to her, she hangs
around, seems to understand

maybe it was that night she
crept in, saw me scrunched in a
ball at the edge of my pillow, it,

heavy for having to carry my state
of emptiness, burden on its feathers,
lifeless laying next to lifeless

were it not for the wind, to come
and bother me, begging me to
tend to her, to see, she sees me

she, the patient one, knows I
chill quickly, need time to pass,
before opening windows again



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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