This poem is inspired by events in Minnesota, especially by this Heartfelt Note from Teri Leigh . More about the context below.
From My Corner
From my corner I watch what never survives the edit, never makes the headlines, gets cut from the story. Kindness opening doors in the shadows, witnessed by no one who counts. The city of us passing warmth hand to hand, quietly, for now. Kindness doesn’t win by default. No one bets on this corner. That’s fine. It’s mine. From my corner, I spit in the cup. I tape my wrists. I’m ready to fight, to hold my ground of kindness. - Feel free to share and use as you like. Created by Samia Oldman.
About & Context
This poem was inspired by a heartfelt Note from Teri Leigh (26 Jan, 2026) about life in Minnesota. It touched me so deeply that I ended up writing a small eight-piece collection about everyday people, kindness, and the quiet importance of community in a moment shaped by fear and uncertainty.
These poems, soundscapes, and visuals are unrelated to my main project. These pieces exist purely as support — no commercial intent, no conditions attached. You’re welcome to copy, share, and pass them forward in any way that feels useful. You can credit me if you like, but it’s not required. The focus here is connection, not ownership.
As a mother of two watching from afar, the situation in Minnesota hits close. This is everyone’s concern, not just those living through it. I’ll publish the poems individually and also as a complete set.
Here’s the link to the downloadable audio: From My Corner
Poetry is written by me. The soundscape and visuals were created with AI.
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Please write something else - anything - called “The City of Us” - this whole post is beautiful, your writing is very healing so thank you. I’m taking my time with it bc you run quite deep… Kathryn