"Home Away from Home": The Writers' Spotlight

Home Away from Home

By Rutvi M, 7th grade

My eyes scan the tiles, covered in bulky, brown boxes,
My nose sniffs the musky scents dousing the air,
Papery to the touch, these strange thick folds,
Filled to the top with books, dishes, and poles,
The walls stand calm before the storm, everything stripped bare.

They are like an ocean, unrippled and clear,
Reminding me that they are not ours anymore,
Not even a drop of color, or life, or hearts,
The blankness shreds my being into parts,
It points out to me, that this is the last time through the door.

Then there’s the dreaded white van being touched by the sun,
Its stupendous length outsizing our abode,
But wait, I tell myself. Not our home,
For it will be some other’s dome,
As soon as the multi-wheels take hold of our load.

It’s a tearful, sad, heartfelt goodbye,
But somehow I know I won’t be alone,
I gaze through the nicked panel of glass,
The engine revving to life at last,
And so we drive, home away from home.

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