The door swings open, like it always has,
it's just reluctant now.
"You sure you wanna come in? I wouldn't be, if I was you."
The armchair has changed. After all these years
of nestling against my buttocks,
it no longer fits.
"Get outta here", it says.
I do, but find my way to the sofa
blocked by the table.
Why is it there?
Why is there no space?
WHY CAN'T I MOVE?
My niece's drawing, bright finger paint,
throws me a drab, dull glance,
yawns, "Whatcha lookin' at?".
'Nothing', I think; look at the wallpaper instead,
which wasn't ugly when I left.
It's been a week like none before.
But now I'm back. I'm home.
They are beach plums. You can eat them; but this variety is not considered very tasty. Would you like a list of nutrients?
"Nah, thanks. Not gonna get a...
I wanted to dive again, and save you, too.
But the light was gone.
I wouldn't have found
the way back through.
We would both have drowned.
For May's collab
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Dear younger self,
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