Writing

A house holds memories

One look over my shoulder, and they are gone

The house is so bright

So full of orange light

I have memories in that house

1. Wake up later than you need to, earlier than you want to and happier than you deserve to.
   
   2) Take a shower. Look at your big little body in the mirror before you get in. 

Sitting in uncomfortable silence,

We wait for our problem to be solved.

Changing my habits, I hope and hope.

We have been given so much,

And we have taken so greedily.

Caring is beyond so many, it seems.

"You want your rights?"

"Come and get it," said the snake.

It was wrapped around a tree

in the confines of his tail,

a paper labeled "YOUR RIGHTS."

I stared up at the snake,

Day 201: July 10th, 2119

Two years ago, my home was Beijing

Even though I moved away ten years ago.

Two years ago, I longed for inclusion

for that tingle that made my skin

burn bright with belonging.

You ask me where is my home.