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Papa
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I am from the treasures in couch cushions, from Windex and Dell Computers.
I am from the confines of love and war. Comforting and permanent, the echoes of resistance.
I am from the everlasting Christmas Cactus and overflowing Hydrangea invading the
cobblestone path.
I am from the squabble and the forgiveness, from Frechette and Merrit and Weir.
I am from the many a hazardous winter holiday and dueling MP3 players.
I am from the praising “Hey Bubba-Louie!” and the twisted “Peter Piper picked a peck of puh-
peh-pbbbt.”
I am from a superfluous amount of questions, from Nabisco wafers and grape juice.
I am from the lush evergreen forests, and the lovely “Bella Notte’s,” from 7-Ingredient Meatballs
From the gardens of blue spruce, designed for December, the day started with hot coffee, ended
I am from the piles of scrapbooks past, and the files of a .JPEG future.
I am from the right side of a mirror, wondering just how my reflection takes in all this. Or maybe
I am the reflection.