Geography of Home

I am a refugee

of my mother’s womb—

I fled the war

of her heartbeat

but still I return

to the borders of her love

to the warmth of her arms

where I am safe

where the sound of her voice

is a lullaby that soothes

the scars of my past

and the weight of my future

in her eyes, I see

a reflection of my own

strength and resilience

a reminder that I am home

my mother’s arms

are a place I can be

broken and still be loved

her touch is a whispered

promise that i am safe.

I LIED ABOUT EVERYTHING.

In my first encounter with your eyeball,

I saw a fire that water cannot quench.

I became water to your fire, though it burns deep in my heart.

So, when I said I want to be far from love’s garden,

when I said my heart has no home for yours,

fear echoed in my voice.

I lied about everything.

Grace Olatinwo (she/her) is a dynamic writer, poet and voice-over artist. Her life and passion revolves around art.

She is a lady with the never say die attitude. Hence, she believes greatly in her creativity and how much it can positively influence the world.

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