Where I Am From

This is where I’m from

I am from the mansion on a silent hill

And

The forest that was the setting in all my games

I am from the barn I believed 

was on the edge of the world

And 

Late night grasshopper hunting

I am from waking up to the smell of pine-sol

And

Mexican music

I am from scary movies

And

Countless art sets

I am from poetry books

And 

The old littlest pet shop toys

I am from late night snacks 

And

Night-quil pills

I am from musicals

And

Decorative pillows 

I am from lavender 

And

The smell of clean sheets

I am from the river

And 

Soccer practice 

I am from a divorce

And

The feel of abandonment 

I am from the feelings I stowed away for years

I am from state fairs 

And
The WII

I am from thrift stores

And

The magic treehouse I wish I had

On the dresser is an old

Photo album that hasn’t been

Opened for years inside are faces

I still see today and some I don’t 

There are letters from people 

I will never speak to again

I am from a banker 

And 

A trucker

Me November 26, 2014