home

Look at this place.

This home that I’ve built.

This room that the sun pours into.

The bed I bought myself.

The rug my dog peed on.

The plant I’ve already killed twice.

The couch my brothers carried down 4 floors

and up two.

The books I’ve read.

The ones I can’t wait to dive into.

This is a place I can come back to.

This is a place I can call mine.

‍