Homing

• "kept your accent in a box beneath the bed"
• "the teacher's ruler across your legs"
• "I loved its thick drawl, g's that rang"
• "the only thing I wanted was that box, jemmied open"
• "let years of lost words spill out - bibble, fittle, tay, wum"
• "the red brick back-to-back you were born in"
• "I wanted to forge your voice"
• "send your words, like pigeons, fluttering for home"
• "I wanted to swallow them all: the pits, railways, factories"