Where I am from I am from torn ligaments and broken bones From sweaters and curly hair I am from the creaking floorboard, wooden, worn in and cold to the touch. I am from the green grass in our backyard I’m from gingerbread houses and jokes From siblings and parents I’m from the busy and the stubborn From “Suck it up sunshine” and “Be humble” I’m from no faith, but trying to understand I’m from Canada and Norway I am lefse and krumkake From the…