Where I'm From

Where I'm From

Katie Allison

 

I am from avoided laundry piles, dark, white and color

I am from big rooms flooded with sunlight and small ovens pouring with smoke

I from where microwaves are the safer choice

I'm from dear and there cotton white tails,

From acres of rolling green

I'm from a luminescent Christmas tree

Am from roaring laughter boisterous voices

From Kemper and Liz, Allison and Baldwin

I am from hard work, suits and salesmen that sell ice to eskimos

From never giving up, chlorine and Sharpee

 I'm from never ending Sunday school and the warm glazed Krispy Cream taunted and awaited me in the gym.

I’m from royal throws, red coats and living history

I am from Mount Carmel and their angels

I am from warm sun, and leaves that magically change colors and snow waist high

 From country fields and the strong winds that bring the dust from everywhere.