The Poetic City: "I am America" by Summer Suleiman
I am America
I call Louisiana home.
I bleed purple and gold.
I root for the Saints, every single Sunday.
I take hot sauce on my gumbo.
I drink Abita beer, harvest peach please.
I love long, hot summers in the south.
I fell in love at my first Braves game.
I eat barbeque and watch fireworks on the 4th of July.
I have turkey on the table at Thanksgiving.
I line my home with lights on Christmas.
I never miss a chance to sing the national anthem.
I wear red, white and blue with pride.
I honor my veterans.
I respect my officers.
I love my troops.
I wear shorts with my legs out.
I like country boys.
I listen to rap music.
I travel the world, but I always come home.
I am American.
I am Muslim.
Can you see me now?
Summer Suleiman is a health writer and blogger who writes about her experience living healthy (or trying to) in a city best known for its fabulous (unhealthy) food and debauchery. You can read about her journey saying no to po’boys and Sazeracs, and yes to kale and juicing, at www.HealthySummer.me or on Twitter @summersuleiman.