Elucidating Questions

The sun creeps in through the blinds, the birds sing and sputter.

Tiny room, quiet neighborhood. Children play and families grow.

In a house of people I don’t know,

Feels like a hotel or a hostel or…

Not home.

Staying out every day, riding buses or walking in circles.

Never staying in one place.

Can’t find home when it’s cut out, pushed away, an ocean too far.

Can’t go home when I don’t know where it is.

The box is not my home, but the park, the ocean, and the mountain around me, are.