by Marabelle Crabtree

I am from waking up in the morning with my dad playing soft, yet loud jazz music outside my room

I am from a foggy city where the fog lights up in the orange street lights at night in an eerie way

I am from waking up with thick fog outside my window 

I am from my little sister calling me downstairs to watch tv with her

I am from a quiet street in the chaotic city

I am from hoping that the long drowsy Covid can end soon

I am from eating orange chocolate Jaffa cakes when I visit my family in London 

I am from going to the loud culture filled Dickens fair every christmas

I am from FaceTiming my friends when I’m bored and them asking to hang out

I am from my parents shouting MARABELLE and me wondering what i have done this time

I am from my friends asking me how much sugar I have had

I am from snuggling a large warm cat named Teeny when I need something to hug

I am from walking up to the top of a hill in my neighborhood and feeling the cool wind brush my face

I am from walking up to a pool and jumping right in with no time to think

I am from walking through the empty halls of the school in the morning

I am from reading on my couch weather it’s a cold foggy day or a sunny day, in which I would open the window and let the warm air drift in

I am from sitting in the park on a summer day and watching the trees, grass, and the buildings just scraping the go of the sky, go by.

This is where I’m from