Home, Part One

Have you always wanted this?

Women asking other women

                     Yes,

I threw off my shoes and ran for it

Crawled up bushy green banks to the other side, felt the tilt of arrival

Maybe I was going somewhere new, but it never felt like it

It felt like when you look down from a plane window and suddenly see the markers that you’re close to home

You poke your companion, crane your neck

Look,

that’s where I’m going!

Now, an ordinary day is you on my hip, legs swinging, biting sloppy chunks of watermelon together like lions tearing into flesh

Both of your small hands clutch big pieces

Juice dribbles to the floor and lays around our feet like blotches of paint

We are making something together!

We are doing anything together

Yes, I have always wanted this