Homesick
Don't let them see you blink,
My mother said, that's why I bother to
step out when my eyes dry. My skill
with paint-brushes is clumsy. Colours blot
and spill, shining like sea foam on rocks;
the Professor wipes its glow
from my naked arms. Children whisper
behind starfish's arms. They go to play
on the sunny warm garden, but I stay in
as my mother told me. Underneath the window
there's an aquarium full of golden fish, that swirl,
swirl, following their own reflections.
I dip my finger to bring one up,
to see it glow and stir, cold in my hands.
And I dive my face deeper on the water.
My eyelids slide over my dry eyes.
I breathe, and breathe and breathe.
Translated from the original poem 'Homesick', by Salli Shepherd (:devsalshep:)















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Lol. Have fun
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