Writing about Identity…three stanzas from a poem Manila

Who was that girl

from so very long ago,

the girl who was in love with you

for four semesters

and one summer?

Brilliant, caustic, charming,

all the things

that seemed to me

the quintessential intellectual.

So ivory tower of me.

And I?

So lucky when you

realized that it would be easy,

so easy to give me what

I thought I wanted.

So lucky.

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