Within a few weeks of her escape, the girl outgrew her only dress and had nothing to wear. Trying not to make a fuss, I gave her something of mine. She thanked me. She looked so ashamed. That she, a ... [+]
afraid to step on the lava in the center
because the carpet delineates
the safe from the dangerous.
I come from a place where imagination brews,
starting with my teacher's cauldron
and ending with my mother
teaching me her stew.
I come from a place where you choose
who you want to be,
look at those around you like choices,
and pick the crowd to be.
I come from a place where nothing is definite,
where the most certain of things
can crumble with the onslaught
of a new storm.
I come from a place where authorities are wrong,
but nobody gives a second look,
for he is this and he is that
as if it could excuse his example.
I come from a difficult place,
but not one that is impossible,
for if you do the right thing, always,
you will be who you want to become.