"I Am From" by Anonymous (Northeast Correctional Complex, VT)

I am from the wood and the water, the wind and the stars.

I am from the dim lights and the cracking balls on the slate table.

I am from the cat and mouse as playful as they may be.

I am from who’s who and invitations for dinner.

I am from broken hearts and lustful worlds.

The warnings of wrongs and the prick of a needle.

I am from family and friends and the many road signs that pass me by.

I am from the mysteries either underground or in the sky.

I am from my Mom and Dad who always helped me get by.

I am from the collection of thoughts and ideas I use to form the personality I have

That ultimately I use to explore who I am.