A Perpetually Rainy Thursday Afternoon in March 

by Bailey Jordan Garcia

Someday 

You will find your place in the world 

And maybe they will be there 

Sitting quietly in the kitchen 

Rereading the news 

With tea bags set and the kettle on the stove 

And they'll look up with the softest of smiles 

And whisper, 

"darling, 

               i’m so glad 

you finally made it home."