on meeting myself & visiting nyc for the first time

Does the air not flow within you
Does it not fill you up and create you,
And make you
More beautiful
More beautiful than you’ve ever been?

Do the faces that face but do not meet you,
Do they not mirror you?
And make you
More visible,
More visible than you’ve ever been?

Does the place you’re from not eat you
Does it not chew your marrow
Until it
Breaks you,
Breaks you more than you’ve ever been?

Does the place you’re from not hide you
Does it not whittle your body to
Ash and excess,
Unmake you
More unmade than you’ve ever been?

Does the world around not become you?
Does it not unfurl
And make you
More perfect,
More perfect than you’ve ever been?

Does your existence not astonish you?
Does it not fill you up,
Thrill you
And complete you
More complete than you’ve ever been?

Does the face not gaze upon you
Does it not reveal you
Unmask you
And make you
More you than you’ve ever been?

Visible.
Perfect.
Here.
For a moment, here, I am.
More.
More than I’ve ever been.

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