Katie Colt

Where I'm From #41By Katie ColtInspired by George Ella LyonI am from FM radio,from the backseat of a Buick and the piano bench.I am from the cement patio outside the sliding glass door.(Gray, cool to the touch, a playground for ants).I am from the tomato plantsthe cicadaswhose swelling songs still serenade meon July evenings.I’m from diet soda pop and coupons,from Miriam and John.I’m from the big-feelings-feelersand the over-analyzersfrom Practice makes perfect! and White lies save lives!I’m from sky God in cloud Heavenand Adonai our G-dand TV midnight mass on Christmas Eve.I’m from South Side and North Shore,Jr. Whoppers and Tic Tacs.From the choir my grandfather toured with in college,the voice my father lost with his faculties.In the office there were boxes and boxes of photographs,an unsorted mountain of memoriesto comfort our ghosts.I am from those moments—curated in the ordinary—buried in ground and song.Where to find Katie:Website: https://www.thecoltcreative.com/Where to find Alyson:Website: https://www.alysonshelton.comSubstack: https://whereimfrom.substack.com/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/byalysonshelton/