And Here I Am
English 100 and a pack of crayons. Here are the fosters: a sloth, a bee. Here are the bios: a vulture, a tree. And here I am: a Wandering Jew? Who does that? Who draws oneself as a needy plant desperate for something to cling to? The Buddhists have it right. We are set down on this earth bewildered. Myself right now, I am completely bewildered. It has been the battle of my life to speak what is in my heart openly and with a clear voice, no matter the child raised foster, to be seen and not heard. I was beaten for expressing myself. I was told never to show off or make a spectacle of myself. And here I am, in front of you. You who will finally be the reader who will realize I am a fraud. And here I am: A big showoff-the big shot, making a spectacle of myself on paper because I cannot speak and cry at the same time. …
