I Find Myself in Blue Envy
This poem is about how I, as I teenager, express myself through my hair.
I define me. Hair in fist, snapped at ends soon to have another life razored into layers. Side-swept. Pixie cut. Cowlick. I shed each version of myself I color them to match me – I find myself in blue envy, chocolate brown, blonde, highlights My girlfriends’ hands through my hair, impossible softness its shattered ends against my pillowcase Soft roots, rough edges Ice breaker. Mood-changer. Autumn leaves falling into winter. Each strand, an hour hand twisting around my finger. These locks, my endless canvas.
Veronika Marquez is a Class of 2017 mentee alum from Queens, New York.