Tag: longing
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Longing for a Home
i miss home, but then i am not sure if i am missing a place or a feeling. because the last time i went home, slept in my childhood bed and ate from my mother’s plate—i still missed home. perhaps, the home that i can now only visit in between the seconds of longings and…
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inordinate yearning
i dread being ordinary i dread with the very idea of waking up one day and telling my children that motherhood and a hand to mouth job is all that defines me i don’t want to lose myself in the mindless ordinary, do things for short pleasures and rot to the earth with barely any…
Prena Poetry 