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I am from Jazz.

From Vaseline and cocoa butter

I am from kitchen tiles

Black and white, always cold to the touch.

I am from dandelions,

Blown away without apology

I'm from sour pickles at the football game and leaving at halftime so you could still say you were there

From Kody and Gene

I'm from the ant bites and bloodied knees

From Jesus is the way, pray it away

I’m from Houston, from Pork Cracklins and iceberg lettuce

From the way sitting in silence among family can be the best comfort a child can have