My people come from the Azores, which is a group of small islands one-thousand miles off the European coast. Volcanic islands. Exploding magma from cracks in the ocean floor. Spitting up future farms, mountains, and coastlines. Lush. Green.
I am a volcano. It is where I come from. It is in me. I am creating. I am raw materials.
ps next musical monday in the language of my grandparents