Phoebe
My home is 4,320 miles
6,952 kilometers
22,809,600 feet
273,715,200 inches
Away.
Seven hours on a plane
Takes me 7 hours from home
Where I went to the same two schools since kindergarten;
Both 10 minutes from home.
Where I knew how to get everywhere,
Without getting lost going to my class.
Where everything is six hours behind,
While I'm the one who was left going ahead.
Where everyone spoke one tongue,
And not 5 or 6.
Where I didn’t need to use a map
Because I could predict every step I would take
And yet,
I am adapting to Polish, stares and a new team
And soon
It won’t feel like a city,
Loud, bright, overwhelming.
It will feel like home,
I hope.