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The plane landed.

He filed off

lacking emotion,

a common trait.

Dad missed

my solo.

He misses everything

while he’s working

away.

Mum and Dad

gathered us close

for a family meeting

to drop the bombshell

that would blow …

A city

A country

                 A nation

Moving

out

of

town.

I blew

my

mind.

Interstate.

Promotion, he said.

To me

it was demotion.

 All

    the

       way.

Just when I’d made the lead,

just when I was at my peak,

they didn’t give a damn.

Pack now,

think later.

Removal truck

loaded.

Car

full.

Ripped

from life

as I knew it.

Nine

hundred

kilometres

in our rattling car.

Too close.

Too long.

Enough gum trees.

Enough countryside.

Let me out.

Take me back home.

Let me go.

Before

   I

out

of

control.

Stephanie ~ the poemsWhere stories live. Discover now