home

I have an address

Which I pay for monthly

And receive mail

And have

Neighbors

But I just don’t know if I’ll ever consider

The place where I live

Home.

Home is salt water and marsh grass

Climbing the edge of the property

Home is oak trees smiling upside down as

Moss

Dangles from the limbs

Home is squares of history welcoming tourists

Home is cobblestone streets, boats, seafood

Home is summer days filled with heat and sand gnats

And my mom’s sweet tea.

Savannah will always be my home.