I am from the tire swing,
Flintstones vitamins and
food stamps.
I'm from stuffed green peppers, mom's heavy musk
and hairspray. Barbie birthday cake and
a bunny named Brian.
I am the exhaust of a million cars rushing past,
tables dusted with drugs and a man saying,
"I'll shoot".
I am from a pounding on the door and
"It's only 28 days
hunny".
I am from the onions I was forced to try,
the cookies stolen before dinner
and the best mashed potatoes you ever had.
I'm from jack-o-lanterns, "Where the Wild Things Are," and
footprints to be followed in the snow.
I'm from scared, sleepless nights
I was sure "
Chucky" lay under my bed; to
fearless days playing pirates under the overpass.
I'm from curious, frog catching hands and eyes infatuated
with a beautiful mother.
I'm from wide eyes and a blonde pony tail thinking,
"I'm just a little girl; it's too hard to understand this yet."