Dormant

A poem

I reached for a hug
I was met with a hand
and the crushing reality
that this is yet another thing
I don't understand

like all the words 
I can't pronounce
my curiosity rarely 
leaves my mouth

I listen to others 
tell stories of my maternal lands
their eyes alight  
with playful affection
their tongues smooth
with a mockery that only masks
a deeper longing

I long for their certainty
for their connection 
to an identity
that only lies dormant 
in me

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