By Evette Davis
Home is in every hotel room,
every library,
city, state,
country.
Home is any place not my own
that holds me close like
one of its old memories.
Old memories.
If you gave me an old memory,
I’d give you a lifetime.
A lifetime in the heart,
mind,
soul.
The soul of a wayward
that wants nothing other than
to feel home.
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Post Script is a magazine written, edited, and produced by the Creative Writing Department of Barbara Ingram School for the Arts. Through our articles, stories, poems, and the occasional lifehack, we have shared some of the things most important to us. There is a remarkable diversity of talent to be found in our students and their work, and we are unified by a common respect for that diversity. The editors and writers that make Post Script possible don’t have an end goal in sight, but instead a vision of a magazine that allows us to explore, learn, and grow. We have ventured into a new medium for self-expression and self-reflection, and hope that our art and the effort that went into this project will encourage, engage, and enlighten readers of all backgrounds.
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