I am from the pool.
From pencil and paper.
I am from the 2 story house that makes you feel safe when you walk in.
I am from the plant in the living room that I have depended on for me to breathe for three years.
The oak trees whose long gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.
I am from brown hair from sister and grandma.
I’m from swimming and working outside and playing with my dog.
I’m from Freddy Kruger and Santa and Frosty The Snow Man.
I’m from Austin and Asia.
Pizza and sushi.
From breaking an arm when a child holding a coin on the wall.