I am from

San Francisco

A busy one-way street with cars flying by at rush hour, a wall of hedges protecting my  house

The noise from my neighbor’s parties keeping me up all night and that one creepy house on the block with

Broken windows and peeling paint

Hectic days from scouts to sports and the long breakdancing class

I am from

Nights with our life long friends at Green Chile Kitchen and Chinese food from Eliza’s

Mango, Watermelon, and Blackberries with whipped cream

Mexican from El Burrito Express 2 and Tony’s Cable Car milkshakes

I am from
“Have you bleached your hair?”

Or

“Let’s go play Tor-Tor!”

Or

“Have you done your homework – it’s late.”

And me saying “5 more minutes – I need to do one more thing.”

I am from

The smell of cinnamon toast in the morning

To the car ride to Wyoming every summer

And always making it to college graduation

For everyone in the family

And trying to get to the stage where my

Grandpa

Is acting  

This is Where I am From