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Split

You move on.
You pack your life, fold it down.
It cuts your fingers. Your room
is three sizes too small and stills your breath.
The cold distance of miles keep tugging you back,
stops you from tuning into new voices.
Your past re-enters as the door yawns open.
One day your old skin won’t fit.

This will happen.

One day your skin won’t fit. Your past
re-enters as the door yawns open.
Stops you tuning into voices. The cold distance
of miles still tug you back. Your room
is three sizes too small and stills your breath.
It cuts your fingers.
You repack your life. Fold it down.
You move on. 

Jenny Hope
October 2010

For National Poetry Day and World Mental Health Day 2010
at The University of Worcester
recognising the fact many students will be living away from home
for the first time.

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