I Don't Belong Anywhere
Four lines on the strange ache of feeling close to many people and home in none of them.
A small piece. The kind of thought you don’t always say out loud.
I feel connected to so many
Yet I don’t belong anywhere
I’ve never known envy
Just felt things have not been fair
Belonging is a particular kind of math. You can have a hundred warm rooms and still feel like you’re visiting all of them. The poem doesn’t try to solve it. Sometimes the naming is the whole work.
— JTC