Where I’m From
This poem lists all of the pieces that make up the writer's whole.
I am from a plasma ball
When you clap it turns on
It’s surrounded by electricity!
I am from the big big boom
And a bright light above me;
From my old school.
Almost falling into the woods
I am from the thyme
And other herbs that are brown from the cold
I am from cooking and making our own stuff
Like oatmeal cream pie with no nuts
That Slim and Titi and I make
We always make food, we always give each other surprises
They are surprises so I can’t tell anyone yet
My room is not necessarily clean
But it’s C L E A N
I am from my friend James,
My mom, and Titi
I am from “Can I get a homestead?”
I am Glitch Techs,
And going to North Carolina to see family
Picking grapes at grandma’s house with great grandmother Mary
In North Carolina in July
…or was it August?