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    dots Submission Name: Eight Ways To Look At Homedots

    Author: Magickirene
    Elite Ratio:    1.36 - 2/2/4
    Words: 354
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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       What home was and what it is now

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    dotsEight Ways To Look At Homedots

    Home is a warzone
    Our dinner a casualty on the floor
    Missiles of plates and glasses are thrown with stunning accuracy
    Bullets of words and curses riddle my heart
    Hope and innocence dies

    Home is a family
    With a sister that are closer to your heart than even your best friend
    The little brother that makes you want to hide for eternity
    When he shows off your bra
    That crazy Uncle that makes you laugh
    When he knocks the popcorn all over the floor

    Home is scarier than the bad part of town at night
    There is no place to hide out of his sight.
    The blow I receive leaves hot blood in my mouth
    The salty taste of copper lingers
    He tells me in such a reasonable voice
    How badly I was wrong

    Home is food
    The smell of enchiladas and apple pie wafts through the house
    We sit around the table as a family
    We laugh and make merry
    And catch up on each other’s day
    We laugh and tease
    And feed any others that show up

    Home is where you lay your head
    A patch of wet grass that is behind the library
    A wall conceals me from view
    The building itself keeps the cold wind
    From biting into my skin
    My measly belongings stuffed in a bag pillow my stinky head

    Home is haven
    Circle of light that I have cast
    A fortress of protection that I have fought for
    A palace that I built for my children
    Full of warmth and love

    Home is pain
    Home is where I learned to serve
    I learned to cower
    I learned to hide and conceal with makeup just like kabuki girl
    I was nothing and worth nothing
    Ugly and stupid

    Home is love
    Home is where I teach with compassion and disciple
    To cook to clean and to love and to grow up right
    There I explain why my daughter must learn her math
    Hugs and kisses are enjoyed often
    Home is where the heart is

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