Lyana Chavarria

I am from Gilroy,

Where the air smells like garlic

I am from the laughter that escapes my brothers’ room,

I am from the sunflowers,

That is gifted to me with smiles.

I am from the tree with wrinkles

That reminds me of my grandma and how far she’s come.

I am from Sonora and Jalisco,

From the desert and the rain.

I am from amazing food and Aguas frescas.

I am love.

I am from I love yous and my mom,

from "You are my sunshine,

My only sunshine,"

I am from being the only girl

l am from San Jose, California.

I am from a woman who crossed the border

To give my mom a better life

I am from power and independence,

I am Lyana

Six Word Memoir:

From Lost to Found.