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.
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Stephanie ~ the poems
PoetryShe wanted to be known as the person she was and not who she had become. Until she was okay with who she had become. Then she wanted to be known as who she was and not who she had been. ~ These poems are inspired by the soon to be released novel Ste...