Creative writing using the first line from Home by Vanessa Haley
It is years since I’ve been here,
It is years since I’ve been here
where there are so many reasons to be cheerful
listed in the brochure,
and posted Instagram mountains
birth lochs and sands
while the umbilical road winds out an invitation to speed.
Where the hotel stands at the cross roads
and is no faded beauty
because its walls are far too shot for that.
White harling blown into pustules
and windows rotted by the whipped-in salt
and the bad owners who do not care.
Where there is nothing but you to keep me
because it was not my dream
to fiddle that sort of music
or run those hills or give up
the city thrust
that was my chosen birth right.