Given Name

Unwritten Name

J.M.Liles © 2025

Given a name, never well wore,

A word that felt like borrowed skin.

Assigned a fate from moment born.

A box checked to keep me within.

A word that felt like borrowed skin,

Not hers, not his, not something known.

A box checked to keep me within.

No roots to ground, no form to own.

Not hers, not his, not something known,

A drifting space, a colorless hue.

No roots to ground, no form to own,

What nature made, no g-d undo.

A drifting space, a nameless hue,

Assigned a fate from moment born.

What nature made, no man undo.

Given a name, never well wore.