I Will You

Will You–ever know the long ass journey it took on two Pan Am flights,

the gapping loss I felt,

the foreign tastes that I couldn’t wash away fast enough?
Will You–

ever know the deep-rooted longing for…

the daily melding of two halves,

the yearning to return and taste and smell and see and feel,

to return only to feel foreign and placeless like a floating plastic bag that no one will claim?
Will You–

want to know me–


flawed and brilliant,

hyperbolic activist filled to the brim with a pure honesty that will grab your heart and make you feel
Will You?


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