If I Couldn’t Go Home

Where would I go if I couldn’t go home? Would I find the means to travel the world, a vagabond with no tether?

Might I show up in postcards mailed from exotic destinations, wish you here, but secretly glad you stayed behind?

I’m afraid I’d live in a marginal world, on the edge of respectability, begging scraps from passing cars.

If I couldn’t go home, I would never build a new one. I lack the proper tools, but perhaps I’d find a better one.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

9 thoughts on “If I Couldn’t Go Home”

  1. There are so many people who cannot go home. We close our hearts and borders in the name of safety and the almighty “JOBS” cry. We cut health care and say we are improving it. It is enough to make me into an activist. Not a flashy one but to do what I can to stem the insanity and coldness that seems to be sweeping the world.

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