The sea whispers my name within a breath.
Its waves crash like fists in a boxing ring.
Mexico lives in my heart like an endless tide.
The sun there nags my skin too tightly.
Boxing teaches me strength with every swing.
My gloves feel heavy as ocean storms.
Allison stands by me like a steady shore.
Daisy laughs louder than the roaring waves.
The sea listens when I am quiet.
Sweat drips salty as the ocean air.
I am shaped by waves, punches and love.
This is who I am strong,rooted and rising and rising