I’ve been here!
All of Leslie’s compliments to Ann
i want people to know i’m struggling but i don’t want people to know i’m struggling do you see my problem
i want a word for the almost-home.
that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.
what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.
give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.
i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.
"She was 2 lbs 11 ounces when she was born. We named her after Amelia Earhart, in case she needed to fly away."
187/365: Note to self
Need this reminder at the moment.