I am from a white refrigerator.
From a black television and a clean, silver sink.
I am from a cozy, animal free, two bedroom apartment complex.
I am from the nectar of honey bees.
The red roses whose long gone limbs I remember as if they were my own.
I’m from Christmas dinners and long legs.
From my mother and deceased father.
I’m from weird laughs and watching vampire tv shows and from being a fan of Kobe Bryant.
I’m from being nice to others and make good grades in school and from the song “I’m a Little Tea Pot.”
I’m from family reunions.
I’m from Centreville, IL and Native American/African-American descent.
From apple pie and sweet potatoes.
From a drug trafficking relative with a troubled childhood.
From framed photos of newborn nephews on the wall.
By: Suraeya Diggs Date: 1/24/12
