I’m from the big tan house a place of protection and full

of love. Memories whee made and laughter was found

I’m from adventures summer nights painted with a pastel

paintbrush in the sky.

Late night campfire talks and cans of mountain dew feelings

I’m from running away into the night discovering who I am.

Fresh crisp air filling up my lungs. Constellations lighting up

the sky like a nightlight in a dark room.

I’m from chipped glitter nail polish from shooting at rims, practicing

footwork and perfecting my plays

My curly hair tied in a tight ponytail swaying as I run down the court.

I’m from looking at new pallets of a variety of colors that I want to

paint my face with, “but mom I want to lo just like them.”

“Your perfect just the way you are naturally hun”

He doesn't see that nor do I see it...

gold painted eyelids, red lips, and highlighted cheekbones-

I’m just like them and he sees me now.