
Her words seep through my skin
Fermenting in my mind
Bringing forth the juxtaposition
Of culture and reality
As I slowly fade into the story
I melt from my own existence
And become a voice in
A world not my own
As I regain consciousness
I still hold a piece of my experience
From the words that flowed
Through her lips
The crisscrossing melding of two cultures
Fades into my perceptions
Carrying with it thoughts and ideas
A moment of realization
To carry with me
And become a part of what I want to be.