prompt: “I have traveled the earth with only a slight, compact bag at my shoulders that held a camera, enough clothes for tomorrow. I have dwelled and dined in cities where a constant flow of human traffic streaks by, as seen through a window. I have wandered endless fields that stretch to the horizon like the blue Pacific. and I am left to wonder, where is home?”

I broke my own rules for this poem. First I wrote a completely different one that focused more on traveling. then I tried the prompt again and got this little diddy