One Foot In, One Foot Out

The next piece that we are sharing is called “Common Phrases” by Emily Allen, a junior at Houghton. Here’s a bit more from Emily about her poem:

I have been writing poetry since elementary school, though I specifically remember learning to love doing so in study hall in middle school, when I would fill every inch of a piece of lined paper with poems in different colored pens. This one was inspired by a shift at the admissions front desk where someone had left a drawing on a sticky note that said “home is where the heart is.” I began to contemplate where my heart was, and I realized that I couldn’t pick just one place. I think as college students it can be really difficult for us to navigate the relationships we have from at home and at school, especially for we who have moved as children or those who are international students. One comfort I take from my contemplation of home is that I know in the end I have an eternal home with Christ in heaven. Enjoy “Common Phrases”!

“Common Phrases”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          – Emily Allen

They say,
“Home is where the heart is.”
I guess maybe I struggle with this saying because I’ve moved a lot,
But really it’s more that I care about different things and different people than I did in my past
and yet it’s the people in my past who have made me into who I am:
one big conglomeration
of memories, mostly
now manifest in personality quirks, big dreams
and a sentimentality that drives more of my decisions than I like to admit

They say,
“You can’t go home again.”
I know. I know things have changed, myself included.

But one of the main things I hate is how whoever is nearby is who I befriend and who becomes
important to me
and then this becomes home because I’m different and so my old home is different
but technically it’s still home
Too many nights up late pondering these things, and my only conclusion is an
unanswered question:
They say, “Home is where the heart is,” but what if my heart is in a million places?

Take a penny, leave a penny.
One foot in and one foot out.
Neither here nor there.

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