I am from mess and noise
From stuffed animals and an old driveway basketball goal
I’m from the suburban brown bricks of the lower middle class
From fast food dinners, garage work outs,
And the tree in the yard that grew up while I did.
I’m from Uno games and yelling matches
From momma’s hugs and dad’s anger
From sisters laughing and tears flowing
And desperate desire for things to get better.
I’m from Bible stories and truth spoken
From Christian hip hop and learning to trust
From Houston basketball and not fitting in
From hopes...
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
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