About the book
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: so many hats.
Underneath
all my hats,
my eyes—
they stay the same:
Windows
into my soul.
that’s ’who“I”am
I am not
any of my hats
or roles
I’m just another
kindred
soul
