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I am from smoke   
   The ashes cover the images on the television 
I am from laughter that harmonizes with the outdoor chirps 
   With the snap of a finger it turns into screaming that resembles a piercing eruption
I am from food that appears in each angle that your head turns 
I am from ‘eat more’ and ‘you don’t eat enough’
   After devouring my third plate of food 
I am from complex spicy flavors to the mouth-watering balance of sweet and savory 

I am from road trips that require many stops 
     stopping to pick grape leaves
     and stopping to pick beet leaves
     in the middle of a field 

I am from tears of joy
     and tears of sadness 
I am from the twelve steel strings of Portuguese guitars 
     That adds a second voice to the unified vocals 
     cueing circles of dance and clapping palms 

I am surrounded by family 
     and those who are close enough to be called family 
     while multiple seas away from the people I was raised with

I am home away from home 

                                                              



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  1. UnknownSeptember 9, 2018 at 2:41 PM

    Hi Sivan!

    This was really beautiful, I really love how food and family is the primary source of who you are and where you're from. It seems to have molded you into the person you are, and it's nice because food and family are one and the same.

    Great poem,

    Yliana Alba

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  2. UnknownSeptember 14, 2018 at 3:55 PM

    Hi Sivan,

    Great use of images in your blog post. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, clearly food is a central part of your life. My mouth was watering just looking at the pictures of all the delicious food. I wish I could have been surrounded by so much good food growing up.

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