Inspired and In the Style of "MAN I THOUGHT YOU WAS TALKING ANOTHER LANGUAGE THAT DAY" by Victor Hernandez Cruz

I wasn't born here, yet here I am.

I don't come from turf green fields

My knees aren't stained from endless amounts of grass

I don't like to run, I don't like to yell

I don't like to kick spheres into boxes made of net.

Yet here I am. 

I am with you, my mother, my father, my sister's coach

Her best friend, their family, wives, husbands, daughters, and sons.

I am not from here.

I am from tap shoes, ballet buns, pas de bourrées.

I am from time steps, chassés, and chaînés turns.

I am from music, motion, and love.

I wasn't born here, yet here I am.