We play many roles in life and wear many hats: the human, the individual, the romantic, the man or woman, the parent, etc.
Can you make a connection with someone who seems so foreign to you, someone who wears hats you can’t begin to understand? Hats that – on first glance – may even seem threatening to you?
Is it possible to wear many hats without losing yourself, to integrate them into one “I”?
These are some questions I explore in my poetry, questions that float around in my head, under my own many hats.
all my hats,
they stay the same.
into my soul,
I am not any of my hats or roles.
I’m just another kindred soul.