I didn’t always have these roots,

There were years that

My hands were kites

And anywhere I laid my head was my home.

And suitcases were not anomalous 

And freedom wasn’t a forced prayer in school.

I didn't always have these roots,

There were moments that

Spread across forever 

And made time stand still.

And what I could carry was always enough.

I didn't a...

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