Going to university, for me, means long bus rides through places I haven’t really been to before. It also means looking out of the window a lot and wondering about these places, where some things are the same as home but some things overwhelmingly aren’t. As such, I ended up writing a poem about this very thing–and here it is!
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Packed In Boxes
In case it isn’t obvious from the title, this poem came about from me moving house–or, more specifically, me moving house with my boyfriend and his family. Lots of boxes. Lots of lifting. But also lots of memories of happy times together along with the promise of making more. Having a room called ‘ours’ filled with ‘our’ things is such a beautiful feeling, so I decided to capture the entire experience in this poem!
Oskar Leonard 