
I am from Sax and Dora
patches of dust on a Quitman GA road
roosters crowing in the morning
and honeybee snuff on Eliza’s tongue
I am from the capital to Vietnam to NYC
streets considered the concrete jungle
From English Tudor homes and block parties
From 6 AM Sunday morning service
and fried fish Friday’s
From Linden Blvd and Merrick
I am from a generation of need
need reassurance
need direction
need love
need hope
need education
need money
need to find myself
need Jesus
I am from the strong-willed
and tough-love advocates
From the front porch games of
“that’s my car”
From backyard cookouts
and family in the same neighborhood
I am from New York!