I am...

I am from coal

from artist clay and car grease

I am from the vast expanses

Fertile, silent

(slipping through my fingers)

I am from Strelitzia

Prehistoric, wild and beautiful.

I'm from braais and dancing

from Hercules and Rose

I'm from the skeletons in the closet

and love

from children are seen and not heard, and ‘kry jou neus uit daai boek!’

I'm from a man hanging on a cross,

from hatred

and hypocrisy.

I'm from everywhere and nowhere,

peri peri chicken and pumpkin fritters.

From the woman who left her husband,

the man who left his wife.

Packed in boxes, lost forever.

I am from the pictures in my mind that take me on adventures to strange places.