of the moves.
a dozen, more, maybe
twenty in
all from childhood until
this point
in time.
i think of the boxes.
the trucks,
friends helping.
hiring a company to haul
it all
to the next stop.
so many moves because
of romantic interests,
but i'm done now.
i'm here
at last.
i've dug my feet in.
not even elizabeth hurley
could
make me change my
address.
well, not permanently,
at least.
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