L moves back

homesick for my own chair

looking out my window at neighbors

who come to check if my blinds

are not open by nine in the morning

homesick for my own cooking

though the crabcakes here are delicious

homesick for coffee in my own mug

as I read my Arizona newspaper

homesick for the warmth that keeps me

from shivering day and night though

my room here is warm

it is fine here

but I am ninety

I want to die at home