Unsettled.


This post is a response to “I’m From…” found at Communicating.Across.Boundaries
 
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Istanbul, emilykazakh

I am from

generations of pioneers. I follow trails made by

unsettled hearts

seeking more.

 

I am from

dusty shoes lined up at the door,

woven rugs hung on the walls,

and tables laden with bread and tea.

 

I am from

economy seats–

2 a.m. flights–

time zones–

layovers–

exchange rates–

customs officers–

I am found amongst the pages of my passport.

 

I am from

a home of story.

I have roots in the tales I have heard and told

with every new introduction.

 

I am from

“goodbyes”

and “hellos”…

My home is in welcoming arms and the blessings of each farewell.

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