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“my family’s kitchen” by Joaquin Gomez

  • Writer: Grapevine West High
    Grapevine West High
  • May 13
  • 1 min read

there’s nowhere like my family’s kitchen. 


there’s six of us - my mom my dad my brother my dog my cat and me


we all have different lives and different stories are different loves and different hates and wants but the kitchen is where we meet 


we meet at the plant in the corner with a name i don’t know that i see my dad watering


we meet at the spot on the counter where we feed our pets, eagerly sitting at our feet, breakfast and dinner every single day 


we meet at the stove, where my mom and dad and sometimes even my brother and me make dinner and share it with us all


we meet at the kitchen table where we laugh and fight and cry


we meet in conversations in english and in spanish - the way my mom calls me “mijo” is something i’ll never forget 


sometimes our kitchen is a happy place, and sometimes it’s sad.


but one thing’s for sure - 


there’s nowhere like my family’s kitchen.

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