Momma embraces me
when the sun kisses the sky
wave of dove soap
smiles at my senses
soap that smells like
home

Brother leaves the washroom
when the bacon greets the eggs
cloud of axe spray
smirks at my suffocation
cologne that smells like
conformity

Sister asks for my opinion
which skirt goes with this blouse
speck of facial powder
scorns my naked cheek
powder that smells like
judgment

Daddy asks me how i slept
as he bids me happy morn,
vapor of cuban coffee
dances off his breath
coffee that smells like
comfort

Pillow absorbs my harried sigh
when I won't let anyone near
hint of fabric softener
wipes away my day
cloth that smells like
familiarity

Cello soothes my aches, my pain
as music is wont to do
residue of rosin dust
latches to my fingers
dust that smells like
creation

Momma tucks me in to sleep
as sun gives way to moon
splash of vanilla bean
prays for my sweet slumber
scent that smells like
home