Article voiceover
If you’d like to hear how the pacing of these words flows in my body (along with some light rain and tears as I read them…), enjoy the audio included above.
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this is not my house
but my yoga mat’s rolled out
I’m wrapped in my favorite blanket
and there are kittens on the couch
.
this is not my house
but that bag of baking soda’s leftover
from the life I lived across this town
when my parents lived much closer
.
this is not my house
but my pillows were waiting for me
left behind until I’d rest my head
with this timezone and these trees
.
this is not my house
but it’s been home these past two weeks
before I know it, again I’ll say goodbye
and be back, next to the sea
.
A lovely tree blanketed mountain in East Tennessee, September 2025.