Home is where
March 7th, 2021 | Csilla Csépke
1 mins readIn the sea of blues and blonds my amber-cat eyes and Judas-copper tufts wave louder than my freckles look at the mamu!
The basin in the clasp of the Carpathians, is the cradle and the shroud. Attila's sons resentfully frown at me, the prodigal daughter. Traitor, who left for shiny glass beads.
Home is where... What does home even mean? Who is me?
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