OZ
a poem by Sophia Mihailidis
i stopped clicking my heels together
as soon as i realized
that closing my eyes and whispering wishes
would not get me home again
i didn’t find a yellow brick road to guide me
instead, i found a patch of dirt
i planted the seeds i had in my pocket
and watched them grow into flowers
i stopped clicking my heels together
as soon as i realized
that home isn’t a place i can go back to
it’s a feeling that never left
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