I’m from Austin, Texas.
I’m from tv remotes and books
From the tall bricked house
With a flowery scent
I’m from the roses and sunflowers on the table
The season themed candles that always had an
Amazingly strong scent
I’m from the cul-de-sac in front of my house where I used to play basketball and tag as a kid
I’m from candy cane bread and Catan
From my grandparents and step-grandparents
I’m from divorce, addiction, and anger
I’m from Bob Marley songs
From the tired old blue record player we would dance to every night
Singing old 80’s songs
I’m from Marvel and Harry Potter movies
From the disgusting and smelly Disneyland hotel
That my sister thought was magical and perfect
I’m from lake trips at seven in the morning
From 15 hour road trips with my entire family crammed in a car like an overpacked suitcase
I’m from Austin, Texas.