Take Me Home
By Ashley O’Hare
Home.
I could give you a definition
of the word easily.
I could list
examples feverishly.
I could even find
its root of origin timely,
but I have never been there.
I know Home’s anatomy:
People and things you love.
A spot to rest comfortably.
A judgment free zone.
A place you’d want to spend eternity.
My knowledge of what it should be
is extensive.
My real life application experience
is depressive.