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“Nomadic” by Jonathan Rowe ’18

There has scarce been a time

when I’ve not felt called someplace else.

I treat the present as a canned good

approaching its expiration date;

as a bus ride to what comes next.

So what if I told you i’m nomadic?

Would you love me any more or less?

Would you pursue me by land & sea or

would you let me go?

This is what you must ask yourself 

if distance is not to maul your heart &

spit it back out; if borders are not to

bury you beneath their weight.

I will venture from here,

carrying myself like a suitcase or chest,

keeping what you have sealed inside me

from exposure.

Written by Jonathan Rowe ’18.

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