Haimish.

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i’ve developed this new habit 
Where i learn a new word everyday

Maybe because i was starting to feel dumber by the minute 

Maybe because i wasn’t reading anything meaningful 

Maybe because i just wanted to feel like i’m learning. 

Haimish 

It read on the screen

Homey; cozy and unpretentious 

4 hours from now
I would have called you home. 

my own home. 

Where i find solace.

your arms, a safehouse to my aching muscles

your hug, a bandaid to my tearing insides 

In places i did not even know

were once amalgamated 

your touch, an adhesive to my withering self doubt 
but now that i’ve asked myself 

what home is 

it’s nowhere close 

to what being with you feels like 

how you water budding roses inside me

in places i did not know existed within 

how you nourish dulled senses 

i did not know my body could recept to 

how you flourish nascent abilities 

i did not know i had 

now i know you’re not home. 

home does not feel half as haimish as you do. 

shore.

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you know how it feels to trace up the back of your bare legs with the toe of your other footHow your body feels a different jolt every second while you move up from the back of your ankle to the back of your knee 

sometimes i do that

just to make myself feel. 

feel the first time our lips collided like a man gasping for air has found the shore 

and breaking apart would make him drown again 

and now 

i refuse to go back

in the water again.