I A M F R O M
By Ezra Hong
I am from my exquisite Quentin Johnston football card that tells me anything can happen
I am from Kangaroo and Teresa who listen and know my heart
I am from my determined family who reminds me “you’re going to be cold”
I am from a reed whose roots are very flexible
I am from the world of imagination where all the things I imagine give me neverending hope and the world of rap where words get my adrenaline pumping for the race of life
I am from my great-great-grandfather and grandfather whose ancient blood runs through me and from my grandmother’s one and only soothing ramen which warms my soul and my mom’s fresh vegetables that awaken my spirit
I am from those moments when I sleep peacefully without fears, worries, or pains
