Where We Are From

I am from the flag on True Religion Jeans.
From where drugs don’t work,
so you put it into real estate.
From down the way where my mama made me.
I am from where I get in trouble all the time.
From the street with no stop signs.
From East Akron down the way—
Lover’s Lane not 58.
I am from the corner penny store—can I get some
apple Now-N-Laters and Boston Baked Beans?
From Lane Field, from Beachwood Mall, and Aurora Farms.
I am from my mother who took care
and showed me how to get by.


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