i am from poems: the world in egocentric verse

the surface of me i am from the mother of all mothers and the grandmother of them all as well i am from the father who's work will never wash off his skin i am from books in corners, books in stairwells, books read under covers 'til dawn i am from so many sisters radiating laughter and so many brothers vibrating with brotherliness i am from meatballs, meatballs, meatballs with a side of spaghetti, please i am from walls torn down to make more space for more babies i am from the scent of her musk despised on anyone else i am from noise always always and people everywhere