Day 365 – one

Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Day 365
3:30 pm


number one

there once
was one channel
between our lips

one ball, one tether
one push to
pull the other

after all this time
we now exist for
only one reason

to say, even the
best things are not
meant to last

no first or
last, such is
a lesson of beauty

when what is light
can carry the weight
of no meaning

initial breath shall
become final breath,
death and rebirth

there is no longer
one, or any, line
between us

last breath



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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