Who am I? What do I belong to?
This woman, my father’s mother.
So mean, so German.
Am I like her too?
Everyone knows their generations.
What am I?
My father, adopted.
Who is he?
Does that mean I don’t belong to her?
Steinen, sounds German to me.
50% Greek they tell me.
I love it, but it’s only 50.
Where does the rest come from?
Learning, reading, fascination.
Picture, imagine, model.
Athena, Aphrodite, Artemis.
Greek myths become hobbies.
Become loves.
1/8th is German.
My “grandmother” I see.
No German, I say.
No never in me.
1/8th is Cherokee.
Where does that take me?
So small, does it really affect me?
Interesting, I say.
Maybe part of me.
The rest is lost,
Whatever I want it to be.
What can it be?
Whatever I want,
I look in the mirror,
I look in my mind.
Thick, dark hair.
I never burn.
Summer brings dark “olive” skin.
Big eyes, thick lashes.
Care-free, Daddy’s girl.
A family as big as the Mediterranean.
My mind speaks,
Love for the myths,
Love for the family,
Love for the art,
Love for the food.
What am I?
I am Greek.
I am 100%.