08/02/2026
Home is not always a place.
Sometimes it’s a nervous system
finally unclenching.
It’s the sound of your name
spoken without demand,
a silence that doesn’t ask you
to perform.
Home is where the body learns
it can arrive without explanation,
where the past isn’t erased
but no longer in charge.
If I’m honest,
home is the moment you realize
you don’t have to disappear
to be loved,
and you let yourself stay.