Moving Away
The Breakup Nonet
Photo by S. Tsuchiya on Unsplash
These streets have seen my first, wobbly steps,
shared my joy of Sunday ice-creams.
On the way to school and back,
the town watched over me.
Now that I have left,
I know I’ll be
forever
looking
back.
.
(38 words)
About the Creator
K.D. Popiel
A translator, a writer. Two languages to reconcile, two countries called home.
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