What you ask me to deny,
I in many ways affirm
The truth will not belie
what your apprehension spurns
Believing in myself
and the voice that speaks within
I cast new seeds into the air
—and beckon the four winds
(Haverford College: January, 2021)
In A Golden Eye
Do you have to become what you observe
to really understand
To claim a new identity,
your psyche contraband
Must you pass straight through the mirror,
reflections left behind
To truly know what lies beyond
—whose essence you must find
(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2021)