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virginia My anxiety fights through the red eyes and frosty flights to find a way back home. Home is coming back to steaming bowls of broth. Home is sleeping in until noon and waking up alone. Home is a fireplace I get to know once a year. The lawn is asking questions again and the snow is more curious than usual. Outside the window, a raccoon and fox argue over who gets my heart attack. And I’m wondering if I can find my childhood again wrapped and hidden somewhere in the living room. I go out searching map in hand. Walk down the plank of this house only to discover no memories remain, just the open waters wanting my breath. I’m an island again drifting around with small hands. I want to know which compass to believe in. What becomes of you when the buildings turn to trees? When buses turn to deer? When the castle you grew up in was really just gravel? (Anhvu Buchanan)

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Atwood Magazine, Issue 2, Frosty Lawns and Fireside Chats  

atwood magazine is an arts/fashion/music/literary publication that seeks out new talent and fresh voices, giving its readers a unique insigh...

Atwood Magazine, Issue 2, Frosty Lawns and Fireside Chats  

atwood magazine is an arts/fashion/music/literary publication that seeks out new talent and fresh voices, giving its readers a unique insigh...