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This Place We Call Home

Home is where the heart is.
Maybe
not- -
for what is this place
where mother lies broken
in the strong old chair
watching sentimental films
failing to provide catharsis?
Broken- - not like the lines on grandmother's face- -
they have come with age- -
Mother has aged before her age
in this place
she calls home.
What is this place
where father is afraid
every passing moment- -
afraid- - to meet the children's eye- - afraid of a shame- -a shame so shameful
even getting crushed under the train could not have splattered it away?
So he came back- -
having sat for too long on the tracks
to this place
he calls home.
The long vacations are here again- -
I think I will go back
to this place I just told you
I call
home.

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