Meeting Place

May Yang

by HAUNTIE

i am straddling memory and the present tension

muscles turning into stone from the weight of time

how do you understand me in all of your knowing?

i am standing at crossroads

and there are many of them, one on top of the other

and they are not flat

and i could not just lie on the ground to rest and breathe

but i would like to

to survive i must stand and hold them all together

with my feet pinned down like a needle binding seems

so that when people cross me

when they cut these paths

we can speak

and we can be together

for a moment in time

this is how i feel about myself.