"What I Brought With Me" by Maura Quinn

Here I Am
What I brought with me, was probably not the best choice.
But I wanted it.
And you are probably wondering, what it is I brought with me.
I suppose you think I’m going to begin with a list of provisions.
But the truth is I brought nothing.
I came with nothing.
And this body was here for me.It has been quite a curious experience.
I’m not sure if I brought my breath, or if breath is what i was.
Maybe just some kind of spark of humanity to inhabit this corporal self.
A spark begun, or lit 58 years ago.
It seems so odd that we just kind of take for granted that we exist.
I’ve been getting up recently thinking how tickled I am that I am here again.
Like the movie Groundhog Day, only instead of it being the same,
it is a different day.
But I’m the constant.
And I've been this constant since I came out of my mother.
But where was i before that? Or was I?
And will I be Me when I leave?

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