The Scroll

“Where I’m From” by Marita Asamoah [1] I am from Cast iron pots  [2] from fufu and yams [3] I am from the Great large buildings and laid tiles

Where I’m from I’ve been taught the money goes to more than I want. I’ve had to listen to my mom and dad fight over

I am from the dirt beneath my feet, from the peaceful neighborhood in Columbia. Born from the union of two immigrants and gifted a bad

Unconditionally, Me I’m from a place not so serene. Brusque winds and brisk weather, with hints of family for warmth. Get-togethers and traditions are just

I am from microphones. From 808’s And Heart Breaks and The Perfect Luv Tape. I am from the foam taped on the walls in every

I am from nowhere. I am from Ramen noodles and sink water. I am from third floor apartments, bulletproof windows, and police sirens.  I am