Poetic Chronicling
Kiah will capture the themes, words, moments and essence of your event to create an original spoken word poem which includes a performance and printed version for your distribution. Using her creative approach to deep listening and observation, Kiah’s work will wow your audience and help create a mental and physical memento of your event unlike any other. See excerpts of some of her most heralded creations below.
We Dance. We rise. We fly.
Created for the State of Vermont Land Access and Opportunity Board: Growing Our Roots Mini Conference
High stepping, jingle dancing, bachata glide, ganggangsullae into formation
We move, we glow, we synchronize the beat of our hearts and all seeking liberation from this war machine
Our movements reflect our joy: channeled, amplified, brash and prominent
Our full breaths exhaling vitality
Mycelial Messages of Love
Created for Salon Black Walnut event: The Drum
The journey of our interconnected folktales
Love of generational connectedness
Moving from a space of void
The greed and agony of torturous truths
Powerful abuses ---- Abuses of power by the powerful
Creates chasms between the spaces where
Mycellial wisdom lies.
Ancient magic and mysterious envisionments call us to seek to recombine the cellular embodiment of
Our human family
To become repairers of the breach
The beloved community
We must reconcile our pasts which misguided our own mothers’ messages
A Policy is Not a Poem
Created for Rights and Democracy Project: From What Now to What’s Next: Visioning a Just and Equitable Future
It is the planet whose bloodstreams run red and black and blue with oil and acid and the sanctity of indigenous cultures down mountain passes through caverns and out into our oceans which swell, recede with the tides of destruction
It is the planet which can no longer produce the foods that we cultivate and forage which our foremothers held sacred because it's very DNA has been decimated and reengineered to create false wealth for a false marketplace
Digital numbers and financial indexes
Taxes placed as a bounty on our people for access to the most basic needs to survive
Abundance commodified
Every cell monetized