Living inside the base of a
hollowed out tree
Since childhood, my dreams
have been formed
Living inside a space where
the walls almost touched
Kept me hidden, protected,
and warm
Living inside a place that
no others could see
Beyond privacy, I became lost
in myself
Living inside the base of a
hollowed out tree
Where boyhood memories and early wishes,
—still dwell
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2016)
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