,

I am from my old Mickey Mouse T.V.

from lost yellow Kool-Aid straws and abandoned McDonald’s toys

I am from an apartment where the walls stay white

and where you can hear loud metal doors slam throughout the night

I am from the common garden where the shadiest of people roam

And whose flowers distract you from your bland days

I am from the wooden toy chest my dad made near the red and blue loft bed

from the Christians and Renegades

I am from church each Sunday and old stories about fights

and from togetherness and eternal promises

from unity and yet separation

I am from “God is always watching”

I am from Al’ Neal and Christmas

from The Infamous Family Concoction and Cheese Noodle Soup with Broccoli  

from a tree falling in the backyard

and from raising in a barn

I am from the tangled yoyo at the bottom of the box

I am from those moments  

I am from the places many wouldn’t stay and that’s why I’m not there

Photo by leoncillo sabino

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CC BY-SA 4.0 Unity in Separation by Devine is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.

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