Paula Iglesias

Where I Live

The dark lands, the light lands, fascinate me. I’m constantly moving from current to current. I constantly step on them. I hopscotch through their crevices and kiss them when I kneel to get a closer look. In my thoughts, the lands fight like champions to figure out who gets to possess me. In my thoughts. They’ve also sat and caressed each other. I watch the dark lands lurk and slither. I watch the light lands expand wide and selfless. They don’t blend or exist together. A divided space rules this dimension. I've moved between them endlessly. In their realms I am a bird with no South. In their realms I live with my eighteen thousand thoughts.