Living on a String

From High School Online Collaborative Writing

Stand in

Michigan

and

drop

a

string

about

three

states

long,

I'm from that string.

Skate around

Northern Michigan

on

frozen lakes

that connect

Christmas tree farms,

Slide down through Ohio,

the place we call the Land

of the Man Made Ponds (or

Pond-sylvania, for short),

and

Cross the river

into

West Virginia

where the stately trees line up

on the steep mountainside like

members of

a choir with the sopranos in the front and center,

the altos to the side,

and the tenors and basses

at the very top.

I'm from somewhere

on that string,

part of here

and part of there.

But, if you ask

me, I'll tell

you

that I'm from water, because

it's what I knew first.