Where I’m From

I am from a camera

from Canon and Nikon

I am from the sweet old farm at the end of the gravel road

    (Run-down, old,

    it felt like heaven)

I am from the trees

    the weeping willow

    sad and down but still beautiful

I am from the random road trips and the singers

    from Steve and Tina

    and Jeff

I’m from the self-destructions

    the yelling

From “You are perfect” and

    “You will never feel pain”

I’m from the we will prove you wrongs

    the we can do this

I’m from small towns and big cities

    homemade cooking and tv dinners

From the crazy people that came before me

    the love-filled happiness

Hidden in the closet,

    photos that may never see the light,

    telling people what was before

I am from a family of people

    who are going nowhere

    and everywhere

    at the same time

-A