I am from a leaf with skeleton veins. From the higgledy piggledy house with the marble fireplace. I am from miniatures and singing music hall songs like “Sally in our Alley” and “We’ll Meet Again,” but we never did. I am from being nearsighted and seeing with insect-vision. I am […]
Where I’m From Poems
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I Am Tomato by Remi Alapo I am from the plant, from peppers and tomatoes. I am from the garden. I am from the fresh seed, the smallest of them all. I am from big plants and great, from heirlooms and Juicy tomatoes. I am from the succulent and very sweet tomato. From beautiful […]
Where I am from …this place. This place is small and bright. This place is warm on cold days. The smell of dinner moving through the house The sound of conversation after long days of work This place filled with stories. Children run outside, Games are played, Friends are made, […]
I wrote then because ordinary life was so intolerably ordinary, and I wanted something else.
I am from a large family with tight-knit values, solid to the core. I am from television, illegal cable, pay-per-view fights, Super Mario, and Nintendo 64. I am from a plastic runner protecting my mother’s precious pink rug- thats actually mauve. I am from the beat of my dad’s drums […]
I am from coffee mugs. From Counter Culture and organic valley. I am from the stifling warm wafting steam. I am from lentils soaked overnight. I’m from cheese in Christmas stockings and prudishness. I am from Amelia and Kék. I’m from weak chins and knees. I’m from hats inside in […]
I am from the land where myths dance in the moonlight. A land of olives and wine, where every bite and sip is a delight. Under the golden sun, where beauty takes its stand, majestic mountains and shorelines, a paradise so grand. Nostalgia whispers through the ancient ruins. Echoes of […]
I am from books and running shoes, from Jack Daniels and powdered milk. I am from the shot-heard-round-the-world bridge and the kettle hole pond, from leafy freedom and feral suburbia. I am from the bottom of the pig pile, kill the guy with the ball, bloody knuckles and cops and […]
I am from concrete staircases, cherry trees, and apple blossoms. I am from crystal chandeliers, long curtains, loud music, pickled cauliflower, and baked papers. I am from the snow, the sun, the sea, and the shadows. I am from chestnut bags, long lines of black-dressed mothers, and pennies in the […]
I am from the ink and grease of the equipment Dirt and dead ants that clogged the plastic microjets of the irrigation system Thorny or mossy trees Seeding grass (that gives me hives) I am from We Don’t Do That and We Don’t Talk About That, either “All the Christian […]
