Maya Hodge

daughters of the sea, sun and sand

My mum was the one to hold me tight when my spirits got caught in metal fences, dust storms, our leaky house and dying dried lawn. She taught me resilience against the kids at school who said hurtful words and …

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the feeling of going home

the feeling of going home brings a smile to my cracked and sore lips the quiet terminal the whirring coffee machine in the background waiting for the arms of my mother to engulf my frame her warmth laugh lines worry …

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