Where+I'm+From

Selena Mayer P3 I am from a cottonwood tree in the summer memories like seeds scattering into tissue paper skies

I am from underneath bushes smooth river rocks smelling like dirt

I am from snippets of overheard conversations a city at night easy to get lost in

I am from the salty canal where things float by dead fish, boats crabs and coconuts

I am from a corner locked in after hours deep holes and slick hills

I am from apple trees and fire engines ginger snaps and fish

I am from an old nail and a piece of rope so old the tree has grown around it

I am from travelling back and forth up and down

I am from across the ocean twice crossing borders and wartime

I am from a fox den under an old stump large and decaying full of bugs and afraid to touch

I am from laundry baskets basement sojourns split level houses that look the same

I am from flight and UFOs old houses and large backyards

I am from summer robbings and a secret unseen treehouse old warehouses full of past