Chapter 5:
Short Story and Poetry Collection
house of each ecstatic ending, house of endless
excitement, expertly kept, doors open, no exceptions
within, halls winding, paintings of waves, gusts
blowing — whoosh, walls walnut, wine, and wood
brown, painted pleasantly, picturesque photos
placed pristinely upon pine shelves held in
position by screws, floating above the stands, still
yet sensational, sensibly placed for the eye to see,
smells in the air, of sweets and treats, tenderly
topped with banana toffee icing, to be taken in by teeth,
laughter produced, loud yet wholehearted, living spaces
filled, ludicrous language meant to create lively
and unapologetic lol's, noisy house never calm, not
for a noticeable moment, nothing else to call it but: home
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