I am from a neighborhood surrounded by blazing sounds that you can’t hear 

I am from a roller coaster like city with lights slashing through the blinding fog 

I am from a family painted orange and black 

And a blood line filled with colorful knowledge

I am from gloomy grey canvas of sky

I am from a house towering a street of silence that’s calling to my family

This is where I am from

I am from a gym made out sweat, chalk and from blood 

And a college gymnastics team crowding me so much I can’t breathe

I am from a itty bitty town in Virginia where I’m vicious vampire 

I am from a massive stage in front of thousands of filled in seats eyeing my every move while I dance 

I am from a small girl who started  with walking on the horrifying beam to doing crazy flips in the air

I am from dark, deep, damp woods with body torn apart from the “animal attacks”

I am from a mansion where you can get lost in your dreams 

This is where I am from

I am from a can of gross processed sausage I used to stuff my face in 

I am from a pot of my mama’s sour sinigang that makes my face say perfect 

I am from weird lumpia wrapper tearing apart by all the stuffing I put in looking like it’s throwing up 

I am from shivering mornings with yolky eggs and crummey bread

This is where I am from

I am from a family, together on special holidays crowding the table piled with food

And a pan of pancit tangled up with noodles and veggies 

I am from Head hurting, body soar as a rusty robot, dead tired, days

I am from a smile where I make the funniest “OMG” jokes people ever heard 

I am from a place with squished up  buildings and bridges that could touch the sky 

I am from a world with peoples faces scarred from the mask where they can’t breathe in 

This is where I am from