I am from

I am from books, magazines and newspapers
from family and customers
I am from the noise my brothers and sisters made
full of vivid moments of the smell the hot chocolate and fresh bread

I am from novenas and familia parties
I am from the avocado tree
full of fruit waiting to be harvest
whose long gone limbs I remember
as if they were my own.

I am mechona and a night reader
and stories when the three billy goats
comes to my mind and make me cry
I am from "Casa de la suerte" and paltay
potatoes and corn
I am from the bruises and pain of my grandfather
after he fell from the roof

I am from potatoes, rice and fresh meat
from Papacito singing tangos anytime
sinking my heart with full of emotions
and I want to think It is just a dream.