I am from crying babies
From lonely nights
And warm evenings
I am from the giant grey building looming in the distance
I am from cherry blossoms
And faux flowers
From the doorstep of a school and lost secrets
I am from gliding boats soaring from the rivers
And god above
I’m from dark hair flying in the breeze
From sticky rice and warm soup
I am from the spicy Hunan girls
I am from nowhere and somewhere
Dark eyes and fortune cookies
From the taken and received
I am from the mirror
Each shred and glass
And now in forever
family