We play many roles in life and wear many hats: the human, the individual, the romantic, the man or woman, the parent, etc. Can you make a connection with someone who seems so foreign to you, someone who wears hats you can't begin to understand? Hats that - on first glance - may even seem threatening to you? Is it possible to wear many hats without losing yourself, to integrate them into one "I"? These are some questions I explore in my poetry, questions that float around in my head, under my own many hats. Underneath all my hats, my eyes-- they stay the same. Windows into my soul, that's 'who "I" am. I am not any of my hats or roles. I'm just another kindred soul.
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