"Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was."
- Ocean Vuong
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homesick queasiness stirs in my stomach
empty loneliness lingering like my grandma’s hand-peeled apples and her home-made bread
homesick ugliness blinding my vision, lurid like the 7-11 sign opposite my apartment, bright yellow skittles chewed on the school playground
stars mock my tears
gleaming in the sky, taunting me, dancing like fireflies, they’re so beautiful, but they’re not home, and neither am i
homesick queasiness stirs in my stomach
i miss home.
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Mood Board: ii
The Art of Dying by T.H. Ballard
Set during World War II-era London, a group of young men traverse the storm that is the transition from adolescence to adulthood. Only life is made harder by the war and together, they must learn to adapt or risk being lost.
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