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Meâ‹…lisâ‹…sa
[muh-lis-uh]
noun: Classical Mythology;
the sister of Amalthea
who nourished the infant,
Zeus, with honey.
I am from...
10 aunts, 10 uncles, even more cousins, and mash potatoes to
spare every Thanksgiving.
Hand-me-downs from the entire family.
1 soda pop a week, curls that could defeat any hair brush,
and a second home 4 houses down.
I am from endless confusion in the classroom,
“Just keep reading,” “Practice makes perfect,”
and “Maybe you're just stupid.”
Finally, an explanation, dyslexia, and a label i didn't
want to wear. A new school, hour car rides to and from Seattle everyday,
and bumper-to-bumper rush-hour traffic.
Hope for an education, comfort from peers with a common factor,
and finally, these symbols make sense.
I am from a 4.0 earned the hard way, countless hours of
perfectionist style homework, and understanding that this
invisible trap may always exist.
Higher than necessary expectations, fear of disappointment,
and not always knowing when to take a breath.
Randy, Paula, and Simon 3 days a week, “Dang, that girl's
got pipes,” and singing that is not limited to the shower.
A generation doomed to texting induced arthritis,
ripped jeans, and living “above the influence.” crash_codes