My family makes me

i am from raised voices and laughter, 

from a broken but happy family 

i am Jimenez and Tamayo 

from quinceneras and family gatherings 

from lies told by dad and promises made by mom

I am from Lompoc and Michoacan 

from drunk uncles falling over,  family on the dance floor dancing to the same song and to everyone crying while my grandpa plays his song on the trumpet when everyone knows he cant do it anymore 

I am  from visiting my grandma or else she would get mad 

i am one person out of my big Mexican family 

i am one out of two daughters

i am my mothers daughter 

This poem is about: 
My family

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