Home Was

Strangely weightless golden doorknobs on
strangely weightless wooden doors, latchable only
by those with special training.
The eye contact
of ancestors, larger than life and
completely unknown,
in gilded frames above the stairs.
The constant lullaby of cars on the highway.
The hideous red paisley wallpaper,
replaced without my permission.

Sara Primo is a high school and middle school English teacher and yoga teacher, living and working in Philadelphia with her partner and two kids. She has led poetry readings with high school students in NYC and led poetry workshops with the elderly in connection with Dementia Arts. An educator for the past nineteen years, you can find more of her writing on Medium.