My life a twister
my curiosity chasing storm
my odd duck queerness an Earthly buoyancy—
I walk my path knowing cause.

They blamed the wreckage on me
with every step I took.
Too used to the storm to notice
the bridge made over a closed loop. QED.

You’re welcome!

Camel canal dilating
for even the rich man who could not pass through the gate.
Your prodigal son brought an Einstein–Rosen to dinner!

— Poem from Free to Move, my upcoming book