I AM
By Sheri Medeiros
I am Sheri Medeiros, a shell without an ocean.
My name is like a spider without a web.
I am a wishbone that will never break.
I am a math problem that you have to figure out.
I am a map; you have to find the way.
My mother is a knife, cutting deep to find me,
understand me, but is lost.
She is the candle to my path,
telling me where to go and what pathway to take.
My father is a cemetery, dead and quiet,
and won’t come to find me.
My sisters are the feelings I have that change everyday.
They want to come out but everyone knows them already.
My grandmother is like the ocean,
sometimes dead and quiet then sometimes
roaring with rage.
My grandfather is like a television, if you switch the channel
you don’t know what you’re going to get.
My family is like a rainbow, always there when needed.
Also, like a traffic light changing with or without warning.
My home is my sanctuary,
where I can pour out secrets it can’t tell. |
Tolleson Union High School senior and member of the Starving Artists Creative Writing Club, Harold Davis, reads one of his poems.
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