I am from..

I am from scented candles

from coffee pots and cereal bowls

I am from the puppy stains

and pumpkin spice

I am from the lilac bushes

The weeping willow

whose long gone limbs I remember

as if they were my own

I am from 7 Christmases and “It’s my weekend”

from switching schools 4 times and

“it’ll get better”

I am from drinking and divorce

and from unspoken disputes

I am from “Do well” and “Be quiet”

and “..I pray the Lord my soul to take..”

I am from s’mores with Reeses

I am from Silver “Crik” and Akeley

Sugar cookies and PaPa’s spaghetti

From on the track of all CIS and AP classes

my sophomore year

and still not good enough.

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