Here comes the Sun. Poem: Locker.






i have been thinking about home


a locker room, really


for our belongings


an address

for which to use for identification

walls to get comfortable between




i have begun to

construct homes

from anonymous rooms –


i fill

with books i purchased second hand

and sachets of ketchup

i didn’t need in the cafe

for the now cold rice i didn’t

eat in the restaurant


from places and people

small talk

and conversation.


Katie Lewington (C)







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