Volume Four, Issue 4

Titus Kim


I realize I am returning to the source.
Descent below cloud ceiling
Reveals landscapes made familiar
Only through ancestral knowledge.
Buoyant with a sense of homecoming,
A Spiritual sensation of reunion,
Belonging, unity, like
Returning to the Motherland,
The comfort of familiarity,
The comfort of homogeneity,
The comfort of conformity
Awaits me down there.
Disembark to a buzzing hive
Searching for familiar faces,
Which emerge from the crowd.
Embracing family I have missed,
We step out into the sauna of
Oppressive Asian summers
Thick with clinging humidity
Cacophony of cicadas
Endless serpents of spewing automobiles
Sea of endless humanity.
I have been here less than a minute
I stand there drenched in perspiration,
Overcome with a longing to be elsewhere,
I realize I want to return home.


Why the brevity?
No torrents of honesty,
Just surface ripples.

Titus Kim: "I am a high school student who studies at Sentinel Secondary. I am an avid reader with one of my role models being Dan Brown. My love for poetry and stories began two years ago and ever since then I am constantly trying to improve my work."

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