I’ve found
that these walls don’t quite compare
to what I’ve built within you.
I yearn for something steady.
A constant rhythmic tune.
All I’ve ever wanted was to evolve
and grow in spaces I’ve never been,
but every step I take
reminds me of what’s still missing.
What does it mean to have everything,
when it all has no deeper meaning.
What makes a home,
if you’re not coming with me?

Illustration by: Fatima Seehar
Copyright 2019 Valerie Sanchez