New Seeds (+1)

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)