Where I'm From

I am from window frames
from wood and painting
I am from the square box corridor
And it tasted like trees.
I am from the clothes drying on the trees.
From my aunt and grandfather 
I am from flour and lids.
from poetry of the Tang Dynasty.
I am from wisdom and soft.
And from mental power
from fine sand
I am from baby companions and childhood. 
I am from the plateau and Holy days.
from sweet potato.
from grandma takes it out of the stove.
And from mother’s love.
Photos in my drawer.
I am from those moments. 
All memories will fall.

– M

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