top of page
IMG_8742_3_edited.jpg

Othered against time         

Othered to place     

To grasp a sense of connectivity 

Secure a notion of “we've been here”        

Though my feelings are my own   

No one cares -why do you       

I feel a burden of needing to know our history         

Our story     

to ground myself to an inkling  

I have remnants in our photographs         

Inklings in our family tree   

​

Echos in dreams         

secrets not repeated       

 Of our places and paths         

We know much         

But we don't share    

We keep sealed     

They let a bit leak out       

But I need more     

To piece it together     

Who were we         

 Who I am

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • LinkedIn
  • Instagram
bottom of page