I Am…

I am the chicken wing on the sink

I am a guitar on my basement wall

I am a fishing rod on my closet door

I am a theater kid on the olde scripts in my room

I am the cottoneye Joe in a slipper

Soy…Un calamar en el estan que limpio

Soy…Un cuaderno para escribir notas

Soy…Un pastel de chocolate puro

Soy…Una chaqueta de Frio/invierno

Soy…Una botella de agua para el calor/sed

I am the fish in the sea

I am the snowflake in a snow storm

I am the girl who came to be

I am the food in a food buffet

I am the rain drop in a storm

I am the page in a book

I am an owl of the starry sky

I am the moss on a rotten tree stump

the 15 on a D20

I am a centipede under a rock

I am the botched lines in a drawing that make it unique

I am the skull of a mammal,

the mandibles of bugs.

I am a raven in a murder of crows,

a pigeon in a flock of doves,

the rat among the mice

I am the moth that comes out when the butterflies leave

I am the green and blue of the fish’s scales

I’m the thoughts that fill your mind.

I’m the reason we came.

I am a flame that won’t burn out

I am a wave that takes you down.

I am a rainbow in a sea of blue.

I am the rope that pulls me down.

I am the dream I want to be.

I am the words that dance with you

I am the recycling in your trash.

I am the wind that always comes back.

I am the wish that didn’t come true

I am the girl I am because of you.