Jul 5, 2017

The line that runs     between here and there
Neither here nor there,     transitional land
That dares to divide    yet somehow shares
This sense of belonging     yet feels alone, and
Threatens to rob you of home    —contemplate: marginalization.
Yet, the border offers      a chance to be yourself.

When I walk across this     line drawn in the sand
I wonder who drew   this line and said,
“To the east is this    and the west is that,
and never shall the     two have chance to meet,”
Except that this line   in the sand is both,
Both east and west;     and it is here I stand
Feeling utterly lost    and utterly proud
Choosing to be present      and precise in knowing
that I am who I am      no matter where I am.