Almost Home
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Almost Home

Poems

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Almost Home

Poems

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From the Instagram poet and author of the exquisite Please Don't Go Before I Get Better comes a gorgeous poetry and prose collection that explores the meaning of "home" and the profound discovery of finding it within oneself—perfect for fans of Rupi Kaur and Amanda Lovelace. In this stunning third collection from Madisen Kuhn, Madisen eloquently analyzes some of life's universal themes within the framework of a house. Whether it's the garden, the bedroom, or the front porch, Madisen takes you into her own "home, " sharing some of the most intimate parts of her life so that you might also, someday, feel free to share some of yours.Filled with beautiful hand-drawn illustrations from Melody Hansen, this boldly intimate, preternaturally wise, and emotionally candid collection encourages you to consider what home means to you—whether it's in the lush, green-lawned suburbs or a city apartment—and, more importantly, explores how you can find it even when home feels like it's on the far-off horizon.

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Publisher
Gallery Books
Year
2019
ISBN
9781982121266
Image

homeless

i raised myself to be someone who has no roots at all. i did it to myself by never staying put, always jumping from place to place instead of embracing one home. i have no home at all. i am always wandering, always temporary, never knowing how long each stay will last. and i cannot grow as quickly as others when i am pruned. others who have steady sunlight and familiar soil. they have real friends, and a permanent family, and the coffee shop down the street that is always there. i have train tickets, and parking tickets, and parents who take turns making me cry, and google maps to help me navigate short-term return address cities. instead of feeling free, as wandering implies, i feel so incredibly trapped—locked out of a safe space that everyone else spent their adolescence building. mine was built on highways between broken homes. i look at the photos they share and wish someone had taught me how to swim with the tide. i began drifting before i knew what it meant.

repressed

if you are
like me
when you
were young
you were
taught that
tongues
should sleep
safely inside
filtered mouths
not dressed
in honesty
or pleasure
but rather
in delusion
in carefully
memorized
scripts
when
your bones
grow around
these limits
they break
a little
with every
breath
they form
in twisted
patterns
through
knotted
childhoods
into
corrupt
adulthoods
where
we must learn
what it
means to
unravel it all

i am tired

my blood feels thin
within my veins
i’ve never been inside a home
that smells like freshly baked muffins
and acceptance and truth
my walls have always
been made up of bone and grit
the paint peeling from
overhearing so many lies
i’m not sure the voices even notice
the tone of carelessness
that lines their mouths
or that i have spent years trying
to unlearn their brokenness
the toxins that leave
a waxy film over
everything
i am

subjective

i do not feel compassion
for the man who made me
learn what it means to survive
to come out the other side
with wounds that hide under
repressed skin, only to reveal themselves
as silence or black ice caught in
a flash of remembering
i do not wonder what made him this way
think, did his mother hug him enough
when i hear his voice echoing
in nightmares where i cannot scream
and my legs feel like lead
burdened by the weight of all this baggage
a torn-up suitcase
filled with bloodred bricks—
it does not meet the carry-on weight limit
and i cannot unpack it
Image

where do i go from here

there are ladybugs crawling all over my mother’s house
or mayb...

Table of contents

  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Foreword
  5. The Kitchen (Family and Nostalgia)
  6. The Attic (Mental Illness)
  7. The Bedroom (Love and Sexuality)
  8. The Bathroom (Self-Image and Introspection)
  9. The Garden (Beauty and Daydreams)
  10. The Front Porch (Hope and Encouragement)
  11. Afterword
  12. Acknowledgments
  13. About the Author
  14. Copyright