Immigrant

what would you do?
if the stranger

beside you

opened a door
into a space
offering glimpses

some insight

possibilities perhaps
of familiarity
even belonging?

would you step in
and also step out
finding yourself
in between
perhaps the other
sometimes here
nowhere then
everywhere still?

In this neither land
somedays you see
perspective

shades in the spectrum
bold colours too
creation, then obliteration
changes encompassing
power on its own

only for those
privileged by pain
identity unlike 

any before...