I wrote this poem at the end of my first term at Simmons
and it was later published in the college magazine Sidelines.
Boston This place, my space. In crowded infinity I have run to you Through the wooded haven of my Innocence. The light of Bright Shone Shivering on me, crouching Bound in tangled Velvet rope. Soft Softly rubbing, the stirring of my anxiety; Anxious in my place of safe For the danger of my own. My existence has been Amplified Reflected And bounced off the city Walls of Boston Her purple skies and Charles Blue. Here, I have found a place of rest. Trusting in my life to recur every Morning of Clarity, I have found faith in the ground my Ancestors tread. And love. I have found love. Laughing Precious Glorious Love A pure joy and celebration of me. Love From my Sisters who move with me Through my accepted Reality. Our journey, a convergence in Magnification Purposeful Patchwork of minds, souls, spirits, Imagination-Our gifts to each other Are our delights in difference. Here in this Place My Space I have found the courage to Live. November 9, 1999
I found a home in Boston and a place to grow into myself. We all have so many
different aspects that make us who we are and Boston has an experience that helps to develop
nearly all of them. As well as learning in an academic setting that is remarkable and supportive,
you will have the opportunity to explore your environment and learn more about who you are through
your experiences outside the classroom.