Yesterday when my dad grabbed me by
My body and handed me to my mom, they threw me
Out onto the sidewalk to give their energy to
Precious orchids that laid around their house.
But today I am alive in the
Cracks of concrete with my friends. Outside, it’s perfect.
I can feel the sun resting itself on my body
All day and I’m surrounded by those
Who look like me. Looking at where I live and seeing nothing but cement
And the dirt from people’s shoes, I find that I grow better here.
