Where I'm From

I am from senators, politicians, and presidents.
Spending my days at the white house with the people who constantly take him away,
Becoming the daughter of the agent who can’t stay.

I am from a family with relatives
From Mexican descent, light skinned in complexion.
The language I cannot speak but whose words I understand.

I am from the names "Mija, Chiquita, and Mi corazón."
       The words intriguing me to embrace my culture
From quinceañeras to al Día de los muertos.

I am from sign language and physical therapy
For a brother with special needs
Not the same person I used to be.

I am from overnights in hospitals for Mitchell's heart surgeries.
       For my allergic reactions and uncle roman's cancer
Constantly wishing for time before he passed.

I am from nighttime and flashlights
Ghost stories and campfires
From silence to screaming.

I am from late night drives with my best friend
Driving until we run out of gas
Screaming lyrics at the top of our lungs without a care.

I’m from finding my place in life at 9 years old.
Solving case after case, right by dad’s side,
Giving me a glance of the life, that’ll soon be mine.






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