Dirt
I am from the Earth
The soil that sits beneath the flowers
brown and suffocated by the beauty.
I am from Wattupa Heights and the bike I never learned to ride.
Hand-me-downs from Shane and Brittany
to Salvation Army for school clothes.
I am from Chorizo and Peppers
and bread with every meal.
With sips from moms drink ;
yelling, kicking crying
to laughing, hugging, loving.
I am these moments
I am a storm
I am the earth ;
the soil beneath the flowers.
