I am from books.
From the animal shadows in the morning,
and from the fire in the fireplace at night.
I am from the forest,
who's darkness I have come to know,
I am from walking in the school hallway arm in arm,
from Johnny Cash and Rick Springfield.
I am from the "speak up" 's at school
and the "quit talking" 's from friends.
I am from "don't say Titanic"
and "just get on with it."
I am from grandmas,
who teach me what I need to know,
and from the grandpa
who launches discussions about history.
I am from the flicking of pages in a good book.
In the closets are folders,
gorged with kindergarten school projects,
and saturated with old photos.
I am from a family,
where there is a gleam in everyone's eye,
because I am,
their evil genius.