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I am from mud and dry leaves in my backyard.
From Wisconsin evenings and humid summer days,
and going down to the creek for juvenile adventure, like pretending I’m the
Queen of my backyard, or posing as a bobsled team with my neighbors.
From getting soaked, choked, and mangled in the creek.
Thought it was an ocean, but the water’s six inches deep.
I am from stained 70’s shag carpeting.
From that one bathroom everyone wants to use,
and a dining room with a questionable fur depicting a famous Nicaraguan dance
hanging from the wall in a frame.
Form subtle territories in a shared home
I need the kitchen.
I am from almost being named Aida VI, or Sydney
From Aida and Kevin, both working hard every single day.
A mixed household, Nicaraguan-American
From a quinceanera, on to a sweet sixteen.
As I grow old, tradition embeds in me.
I am from amazing opportunities.
From exploring a mountainous Peru, and performing in beautiful concert venues in
Ireland and Canada.
Climbing Machu Picchu and seeing Ireland’s Ambassador of the US in the
From desperately asking for more adventure outside my home,
to grind, just like my parents.