08/04/2008
Where I'm from
I’m from ovensfrom the sweet smell of spices and sugars.
I’m from across the street and to find the building that I go and eat. I’m from the Chinese store by the park.
I’m from Coming home and looking in the long, tall and wide trees.
I’m from the branches of Genaro and Eufemia.
I’m from “Be the best” and “Don’t be afraid of anything”.
I’m from the face of Genaro’s side.
From rice and chickens that I enjoy.
From how my brother lost skin and suffered when he fell in the tub filled of water.
I’m from the photo album in my dresser.
Text posted at 15:04