2024/Ryleigh-

I am from Bean Town,

from the coasts of a harbor and screeching seagulls.

I am from the stolen masterpieces under the garden.

Four leaf clovers, gelato, it tasted like a basketball game

I am from the waters of a historical place

the party about tea

whose people are fighting for a plea. I remember

As if they were my own.

I’m from Red Sox and Harvard,

from the Mayflower and the 13 colonies.

I’m from the smells of seawater and the

fishes from an aquarium,

from Fenway Park and Yummy Peanuts!

I’m from the Museum of Science

with a weird smell

and ten exhibits I can see myself

I’m from Isabella Stewart Garden and art pieces,

flowers and dragonflies.

From the pieces lost

to the thieves of Isabella Stewart Garden,

used to keep me away from happiness.

Under my bed was a dandelion

spilling seeds,

a purple night of chirping birds

to drift beneath my dreams.

I am from those moments -

I wake up before I realized -

moving away, fallen from memories.