She wills herself weightless as she lifts up above the tree in Kenya under which she was born, climbed, saw the open sky, and dreamt of flying. She is soaring above her family’s homeland in South Sudan, over the Australian plains of her adolescence, and, finally, around the world. A bittersweet life punctuated by moments of movement, then a pause, jolt, and reemergence. Mercurial eyes and satin skin, animated by dreams and marked by life, she touches down on new terrain and strides across catwalks and city streets far from home. Growing up, she didn’t have a word for this.
Now, she has poetry.