I am “fill in the blank,” sign on the dotted line or the solid line.
I’m the “X” above and below ------ here, here, and here.
I am this box, no, wait, this box. I am other.
I’m this, but also: that, and these as well, oh and don’t forget I’m all a dis too.
I am 50% him, 25% her, this continent, that half of the landmass, all of the above.
Dark, light, up north, urban farmland, east side, suburban, street-wise.
I am where I come from, where I am, where I am headed, and all places in between.
I’m my parents, my family, my friends, my mentors, my alma maters,
my interests and hobbies, my irritations and sensitivities.
Each bus stop, airport, city, state, village and town. Around the corner,
up the street, right next door, that bodega, this restaurant,
that family, these places, every moment.
I am music, light, compassion, dance, love, movement, knowledge, wisdom, power.
Who are you?