I am from bunk beds,
from Shopkins and rubbery little toys.
I am from a small, 1-story house.
(compact, crowded, always loud)
I am from snow days,
snow suits, and hot chocolate.
I’m from Christmas Bazaars
and impatience.
From Muma
and Grandpa.
I’m from “Sure Jan”
and riling the dogs up.
From “Lower your voice”
and “Leave your sister alone.”
I’m from Wednesday’s at Muma’s,
dinners and Go Fish.
I’m from Italy.
Spaghetti and meatballs,
Italian wedding soup.
From the Disney trip where
Julia threw up
at Crystal Palace.
From the photo albums of my childhood
collecting dust.
The car in the driveway I grew up in,
now my grandpa’s.
The elementary school down the street,
Where I was for 6 years.