Reader Story: Where I Am From by Colleen King

Well folks, the time is finally upon us. It's time for the first Reader Story post! 


This week's featured Reader is Colleen King, a talented, phenomental writer and someone I know very well. I would usually use this space to describe the piece, but I don't want to give too much away. Read it and simply allow yourself to be swept along Colleen's journey.


Where I Am From
by Colleen King

I am from poor immigrants who ate like kings
Sprouted from window-sill mint and tarragon.
I am from front stoops, back yard kick-ball and
Races between trees.

I am from the music I heard as a child
Formed from welcoming aromas and confusing drama.
I am from imaginative escape and 
Vivid dreams.

I am from early independence
Launched to a life built out of trial and error.
I am from a journey of time and 
Magical moments.

I am from a forest of thin air
Whispering with pine and spruce.
I am from a cold place that warms me and
Embraces my spirit.

I am from those who decided to live 
Struggling to understand.
I am from unanswered questions and
Blind love.


Remember, keep sending me those stories at ryozg@yahoo.com!