You become yourselfwhen you uncover thatnothing makes you otherwise
afraid, iwalk andstumbleintopresence
Smiling at a stranger as they pass us byAsking a friend for companyBeing the first in the group to laugh at a jokeVoicing an opinion in front of new facesAdmitting a lack of understandingSaying “I miss you” firstSharing a favorite song with a new friendTaking a date to a favorite restaurantGoing in for…
Nestled in this polygonalThe walls are a familiar yellowThe window looks out to a familiar blue
In hereThe folds on the top of my hands multiply