Alexander at EBAFF, Bronx, NY

poem

I am from the back side the road
I am from the clean grass of back ya. I am from the geuyinis beer and the fat limbs. I am from the strong and the tall from jungles. I am from the stories that told me to be quiet. I  am from  both side of my family. I am from  cooked corn and burgers.
‘I am from the diease that happen my grandfather who died. I am from where i keep my memories in the ablum