OZ

a poem by Sophia Mihailidis

i stopped clicking my heels together

as soon as i realized

that closing my eyes and whispering wishes

would not get me home again


i didn’t find a yellow brick road to guide me

instead, i found a patch of dirt

i planted the seeds i had in my pocket

and watched them grow into flowers


i stopped clicking my heels together

as soon as i realized

that home isn’t a place i can go back to

it’s a feeling that never left

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