Where I live

When asked for my address, virtual reality is home.
And if my mood is jovial, quizzicality is home.

What makes a place is love in the most inclusive definition.
With corporeal acceptance now, internality is home.

If riddled with eccentricities, outstanding is the norm.
You live in that discomfort zone, abnormality is home.

I've lived life like a bumble bee, each stop short and all-involving.
In evaluating, looking back, and still, temporality is home.

Ah, Adnil, not for nothing, who would have foreseen.
It certainly has come to pass, lexicality is home.


Linda Umans enjoyed a long teaching career in the public schools of New York City where she lives, studies, writes. Recent publications include poems in The Broome Street Review, DIALOGIST, Spillway, Composite {Arts Magazine},  Spiral Orb,  Cactus Heart, Journal of Applied Poetics, Carbon Culture, The Ghazal Page, and pieces in Mr. Beller's Neighborhood. She can be found on Twitter as linhelen (@SednaLin).