from 4/24/2022
Lost on the rock I was born upon
Did I invite it?
Did I agree without thought that I am it?
invasive seed on holy ground
Did I shape my mouth around
a foreign word, its meaning unbecoming to my native tongue?
Did it confuse my mind until I asked, in madness, “Who am I?!”
my body confused with shadows, now-
sitting lost on the rock I was born upon?
Stutz's Fairy Tales and Poems 