Day 359 – seven

Thursday, August 25, 2011
Day 359
12:51 pm; 7:58 pm

seven

smell of
joss paper
floats in
through the
window seemingly
out of
nowhere but
harkens invitation

I woke
with the
urge to
rid myself
of all
residual liners
in the
chambers of
my heart

I will
give myself
a week
to practice
feeling control

it is
ceremony overdue

we are
two people
in love
with two
other people,
our history
had a
terrible sense
of timing,
or humor,
you choose

nothing exists
here that
needs to
remain intact

the Chinese
burn money
to ensure
fortune to
dead spirits

perhaps our
ghost love
afterlife will
be fruitful
in friendship

the Chinese
are superstitious,
to help
the future
of the
death self

the Buddhists
are practical,
save air,
protect resources,
keep everything
without meaning,
burn nothing

we’ll see
who wins

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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