Missing an opening
running to see the old house
By Anna Jelonek-NowakowskaPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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I can't find an opening to come back home
I jogged around the family house
Dark roof, bright walls
Green bushes yellow pine trunks dark green
There is no path at the back
that land was sold by someone too
the new people still have my candle lanterns on the balcony
the wood is painted dark brown against the white plaster
I didn't remember the area to be so damp
I wanted the dirt road leading home to still be bright sandy yellow
I don't think it was today
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