Megan VigilFreelance Senior Copywriter & Content Strategist for Beauty & Wellness, Meganomics101 LLC · Beauty Copywriter

To Build A Home

11 Jun 2014 · 5 min

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The piece is a lyrical monologue that paints a vivid picture of a stone house with wooden floors, worn furniture, and a garden where seeds have been planted. The speaker expresses a deep sense of belonging and comfort within this home, describing it as a place where they no longer feel alone. They speak of building this home for both themselves and another, yet acknowledge an impending departure, urging the dead to be let out. The garden features an ancient tree, a rose, and symbolic imagery of growth and decay. The speaker reflects on climbing the tree to view the world, holding on tightly against gusts that threaten to blow them down, mirroring the mutual support between the speaker and the addressed other. The overall tone is reflective and melancholic, exploring themes of home, attachment, loss, and the cyclical nature of life.

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There is a house built out of stone. Wooden floors, walls, and windowsills. Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust. This is a place where I don't feel alone. This is a place where I feel at home. This is a place where I feel at home. And I built a home for you, for me, until the day disappeared from me, from you. Now it's time to leave. Let's let the dead. Out in the garden where we planted the seeds, there is a tree as old as me. I'm sorry. The branches were sewn by the color of green. The ground had a rose past its knees. By the cracks of the skin I climbed to me. I climbed a tree to see the world. When the gusts came around to blow me down, I held on as tightly as you held on me. Held on as tightly as you held on me. I want you. I want you. For me. For me. Until it disappeared from me. From me. From you now.