Life in a Foreign Country
By: Kathleen Heil
The body is a map of my
own mysteries
(here we say «they» not «my»)
I am
they
own foreign country.
The longer
I’m here
the better
I sometimes speak the language
I sound more foreign
(I am foreign all the time)
They called my name and
I asked,
without thinking
-Tell me.
-Tell you what?
-Tell me what possibilities lie behind ——.
Tell me where do they go
to find it.
Image by: Joost J. Bakker
