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Writing Home

Each attempt to write home finds the letter addressed to me.
I turn around and around and around
Until I choose my home, for now,
Like my childhood dog before leaving all fours to rest.
I will rest here, at peace, somewhat,
Until I rise and continue my journey home.

Writing Home

Each attempt to write home finds the letter addressed to me.
I turn around and around and around
Until I choose my home, for now,
Like my childhood dog before leaving all fours to rest.
I will rest here, at peace, somewhat,
Until I rise and continue my journey home.

Jennifer Outhouse, 42

Seattle / Poughkeepsie, NY

 
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