Daniel
Osan Middle/High School
I Am From The Land Of The West, From Purple Amethyst And Dogwoods. I Am From The Old North State Under The Nice Warm Sun, Where The Air Smelled Like Burning Firewood. I Am From Barbeques The Taste Whose Cheesy Burgers I Remember As If They Were My Own.
I Am From The Clicking Of Keyboards And Computer Mouses, From “MEDIC!” And “Spy!” I’m From “Take A Break.” And “It’s Time To Get Off.” From “The Enemy Has Taken Our Intelligence!” And Sniper Bots. I’m From The World Of Red And Blue With A Bit Of Pen And Paper And Ten “Backstabs” I Can Do Myself. I’m From “Do You Have Any Homework?” And “I Love You!.” Cut Content From The Game And No Major Updates. From The Friends Lost To The PCS, Used To Keep Me Sane.
Under My Bed Was A Purple Briefcase Spilling Memories Of A Distant Past Of Dandelion Fun To Drift Beneath My Dreams. I Am From Those Moments- Doing Before I Think- A Cut Branch Taken From The Family Tree.