Homecoming

Poem by J.M. Johnson

When home becomes a memory
life feels lost

Photo by author

I still remember the piles of newspapers
bingo listings in the village hall
fishing trophies and creepy dolls
mice chewing the TV cable
me sleeping on the couch
recovering my smile

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