“Dang girl! You’re tall.”
An everyday statement like “Hi” in my life.
“How tall are your parents?”
My mom is 5’11” and um…
Half of this question, I don’t know how to answer.

I don’t want to stand out.
The form says he’s 6’0.”
In truth, I ask myself this very question.

I want to know.
I want to know his name, what he looks like,
and the person he is.

Is it possible someone out there could be similar?
Is there another person who sees the world like I do?

He is number 5040
I have read the paperwork
22 times
Searched over ever last detail that might contain a clue.

There are two.
Chess champion 1985 and Texas University.
I searched the internet.
Eugene Artin,
possibly my biological father’s uncle?

I could email him; ask him questions.
My mom doesn’t want me to be disappointed.
I can’t be.

Why don’t I just do it?
The road splits.
I am not afraid to know,
though I worry who might get hurt along the path.

And so I wait .