Flying Home
thoughts in the sky heading to Christmas
Flying ...
I'm flying away
Away from the tears, the fights
The dead naming
The misgendering
'Home' no longer a place for Christmas
For laughter and cheer
So I fly, I fly away, but also fly towards
Towards something ...
To warmth, to acceptance & joy
In a way I fly to what is missing
Flying to family
Accepting and unconditional love
I'm flying home
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I wrote this while on a flight to a very last minute Christmas away, which has proved to be just what my soul needed in so many ways ... 🩷
About the Creator
Savannah K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)
short stories, poetry, life experience
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