Heather Frese

Where I'm From · Jun 30, 2026 · 37m

Where I’m From #43

By Heather Frese

Inspired by George Ella Lyon

I am from cedar closets,

From Sun-In and orange Cheeto dust.

I am from the covered bridge in the park, paintworn, children rolling in the green grass underneath.

I am from the honeysuckle wafting along the rail trail whose goldensweet tendrils I remember as if they were my own.

I am from Sunday morning tennis matches, holding service on the court,

From Otto and Edna, Paul and Geraldine

I’m from the empaths and the artists and the man who put out fires,

From “you can’t push a rope but you sure can pull it,”

And “close the door…