February 2024 Flash Lit 10 (last one!) - Home

Home

 

Sometimes a place

speaks to my heart and

I know it’s a home-place.

The piece of sky

that is Tahoe

nestled in its piney

mountains is one.

The crazy press

of ideas and humans

and backpacks, the

smell of incense and sweat,

the white campus buildings

of Berkeley is another.

They are places

that stick,

that nourish,

that call me back

to them and to myself.