there is an entire
half of me
that I don’t know

that other biological side
that unknown order of
genes and mysterious
strings of DNA

things I don’t
understand about myself or
recognize in me
when I look in the mirror

this upturned nose
this dramatically low
resting temperature
as if I were meant
to be somewhere else
and maybe
someone else
or at least
someone else’s

I debate whether
I ever want to look
into the eyes that maybe
gave me these green eyes
or study whatever other
manner of inheritance 
that has gone unnoticed
or ignored

but mostly I want
someone to blame
for this darkness
inside of me

this emptiness
that I’ve never
managed to fill


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