A snap hung crooked on the wall
a chipped terracotta figurine,an old, dented enamel bowl
a bit of batik, a pashmina shawl
a good luck charm in aquamarine -
a few knick-knacks left scattered around
as the sands and winds have spuntheir own fine scarves, batiks of sounds,
tracery of shawls on the ground.
Home is just a talisman.
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