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Poetry: Always Helps

My husband and I bought a house.

It’s something I’ve heard other people say in passing. “We just bought a house.” “We’re moving into our new house.” “They’re trying to buy a house.” And to me, it always seemed like something that people did, like buying a phone or groceries or even a car.

Y’all. I had no idea what I was getting into.

It’s moving day and I’m sitting in the stairwell of our apartment while men load my life into a truck. It’s all sounds of things going and coming, against a backdrop of birds and rain.

So I wrote a poem on my writing site you all might like. I love you, and I’ll be back soon.

https://bohemianonrye.com/2015/06/27/twister-sister/

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