I am 2 out of 1. I have two sides. One always hides. 1 ethnicity. 2 nationalities. Separated by a giant sea. A foreigner in one. A misfit in the other. Where are my sisters and brothers? My tongue is tied in confusion. Afraid to speak and make a mistake. I stayContinue reading “Two Sides”
The heart yearns for understanding, love, peace The eyes yearn for beauty, mystery, happiness The nose yearns for sweetness, spices, memories The taste yearns for home, comfort, joy The touch yearns for warmth, gratitude, electricity.