Day 317 – a woman scorned

Thursday, July 14, 2011
Day 317
1:11 am

a woman scorned


one hand emptied
of justification,
the other full of

her breath, calm,

one heart, battered
one limb, splintered,
down the drain

his pride,
shaking in its pants


some part of a womyn
whose ever been
or worse,
much, much worse,

feels an inner grin
for another womyn’s
revenge upon some
itty bitty limb of a
little, tiny, so-called man



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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