"Can I tear myself from these walls without them crumbling?"
A short poem about saying goodbye to a beloved home. A true story I've lived at least a dozen times.
As an immigrant and a TCK, there's never a "home". I'm always fighting for a sense of connection. Even today I fight to tell myself I belong where I am. This is a snapshot of what I go through.
"Can I tear myself from these walls without them crumbling?"
A short poem about saying goodbye to a beloved home. A true story I've lived at least a dozen times.
As an immigrant and a TCK, there's never a "home". I'm always fighting for a sense of connection. Even today I fight to tell myself I belong where I am. This is a snapshot of what I go through.