Blue Lapis

lost in thought on the bus

my eyes land on a car which says highlander

i’m overwhelmed with a sense of comfort

not realizing that the car is a dark blue

the color of lapis

the color of los ángeles

highlander

highland park

angeleno

and it’s then that i notice myself teary-eyed

reminiscing with just the slightest connection to everything around me

my nostalgia washes over me

i’m brought back to my present moment and know in my heart that while i miss home,

i’m my own home

i feel safe within myself

my own body

my mind

who i am and

who i wish to become

is living within my own casa