I have never been considered feminine enough
Certainly not brown enough
Not quite white enough either
Never been thin, quiet, forgiving, or flexible enough
I have always been too insistent, too volatile… too much
I know that many have their reasons for why I don’t seem to match up
But they don’t see that that makes me with nobody
Who are ‘we‘ when I am such a big mix of not quite anybody?
Who can I be that is me and still be part of we?
I come from the oppressed and the oppressor
My ancestors grew and changed
I know there can and will be one day
A place for us all at the table