I’ve lived around the world.

In fact I moved when I was 18,

I left my home and found another,

But was that home?

Layered bricks and walls with posters,

soft warm bed and candles lit by it

to make it

home-y,

But was that home?

‘a house is not a home’

yet I still feel like I really miss

my house, where my mom and my cat

are waiting patien...

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I made dinner at 10:30 tonight.

Fried Kielbasa, macaroni and cheese, cinnamon applesauce, and 

buttermilk biscuits. It’s what I always eat when I’m missing home. 

I had everything finished and on the table, except for the biscuits.

I never remember to start them ahead of time.

So, I waited— watching them impatiently through the window in the oven door, 

and I could hear...

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As I look around my comfortable prison,
I see my reflection in Sony’s single glass eye.
It’s dark and lifeless as he rests,
Waiting for his ward to point,
To burst into a technicolour song and dance
For the blank eyed audiences gormless pleasure.

I tense at the approaching vibrations,
The feline padding of tiny furred feet.
Rubbing against my legs, the vindictive threat
And intentions t...

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Before the demolition

Turned my old Street

Into rubble

I went to steal some memories

Of our laughter & our struggle

I went to hopscotch down

The chalk lines of the past

Play tag with the echoes

Of ones who didn't last

Time had aged the street

Like a persons face too old

It wore the strain of many toils

From the ending of 'black gold'

I wal...

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I was destined to meet you,

And yet I had no clue.

You were the missing part to my smile,

The one who would walk with me, the length of The Nile.

With you I found my inner peace and joy,

The true love that no power will destroy.

Together I want to travel the roads to Rome,

And forever make you my home... 

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