I am from butterflies roaming the air,
from broken bikes and flooded streets.
I am from rice that sticks to my face,
and computers that runs my games.
I am from wheats,
whose bodies are always swaying.
I am from dusty slides and broken swings,
from eggplants and geckos on walls laying.
I am from kindness and forgiveness,
and from moving to different places,
from leaving without any trace.
I am from spending countless hours with cousins.
I am from my grandfather and grandmother,
from rice and noodles,
from the Khmer Rouge,
and from barely surviving gunshots and bombs.
Running around, playing with cousins.
I am from those moments.
Moving to places, and leaving no traces.
Where I’m From by Chea is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.