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My Home
March 26, 2013
Home
Every time
I cross
the Pisqataqua River
the Vacationland sign
looms
closer
and closer
until I can
almost
reach out
and touch the
green metal.
I stretch my arms
towards
Maine,
and once
I cross
the line
something feels different
even though
the pavement
still vibrates,
the air
still bristles
with autumn’s bite.
Nothing has changed,
yet everything has.
I am
home.
© Andrew M., Brooklyn, NY
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