I am from the
wood floor in my bedroom
I’m from the 1 train
across the street
From Carrie and Louis
I’m from know it alls and people who
know nothing
From shut up and go away
I’m from not having any religious beliefs
I’m from the Bronx Grand Concourse
I’m from my Grandmother learning
to cook from her mom and my
dad not knowing how to cook at all
In my dad’s closet there are hundreds
of pictures of me when I was young
I am from those moment where no
one says anything to anyone at all


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