Where We’re From

I am from open fields & animals
I am from tall buildings
I am from small ranchos
I am from going to church every Sunday
I am from Irma & Guadalupe
I am from Irma & Nicolas

I am from the living room,
I am from fighting with brothers,
I am from dancing bachata
with my mom,
I am from Breaking Plates,
and my mom yelling,
I am from singing in the Bathroom

I am from my dad telling me ponte las pilas
I am from the beans on the stove
I am from the papers I needed to translate

I am from Hermosa, where
nothing is hermosa.

I am from a place where nothing
is thick but thin.

I am from my room where I be in the
moon and stars sleeping.

I am from dominoes with Puerto Rican flags used as decor.
I am from Caso Cerrado playing loudly in the background.
I am from arroz con gandules y pernil for the holidays.
I am from pink donuts and salchichas carmelas.
I am from having nicknames like flaco or flaca.
I am from dirt brown eyes and wavy hair.

I am from the Fbody Camaro

I am from the smell of gas/oil

I am from the wrenches and sockets

I am from dirty and rough hands

I am from “Alexa callate, tu tienes que ser perfecta”
I am from papochito’s hair that gets everywhere
I am from a sister who does hairstyles

I am from my dog who runs a lot
who runs all the time.

I am from rice, my house smells like
rice because its cooked all the time.

I am from chickens, I hear my
chickens clucking

I am from my video games who
run all the time.

I am from salt water who have
fish in them

I am from my siblings who fight
over a ball