Where I'M From
I’m from the smell of cafe con leche dancing around the house and
los primos already full of energy in the backyard.
I’m from guava and cream cheese crackers for breakfast and
the constant sound of abuela saying “come mas mi vida”,
I’m from the smell of fabuloso and mama’s radio never failing
to wake the family up on a sunday morning,
I’m from the sound of bicycle bells and children’s
laughter ringing through my ears,
I’m from salsa music and dancing until three in
the morning when los primos had already fallen asleep on the couch,
I’m from el que estudia siempre sabe and mi niña es
la más inteligente del mundo,
I’m from la prima’s hand me downs and creces
muy rápido,
I’m from ponte las pilas and the endless
sound of pages turning and pencils
scribbling,
I’m from morning traffic and
days with no end,
I’m from estas grande ya and
esa es tu responsabilidad,
I’m from a quiet house,
I’m from a quick breakfast,
I’m from an empty house,
No more fresh café con leche
to leave its scent behind,
No more time
No one to make
the house
a home,
I’m from never wish
to grow up.
Copyright © Marina Far | Year Posted 2021
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