transient

consider this—
nothing is permanent.

someday, the place we call
          home will be emptied
from the inside out—

skinned from within—
filled with foreign heartbeats
and people who don’t know our names.

does that frighten you?
they will live a new history,
treading over ours and cutting

down the rosemary bushes
in the backyard. no one will know
the heartbreak stitched into the curtains—

the echoes of us in the drywall—
the concrete and love
the foundation was built upon.

no one will know this place like we do.

About the Author

Nooshin Ghanbari is a senior English and Plan II Honors major at the University of Texas at Austin, where she was recently awarded the 2017 Regents’ Outstanding Student Award in Arts and Humanities for excellence in poetry. When she isn’t writing angsty poems, Nooshin can be found singing her heart out in countless choirs on- and off-campus and camping out at the many great coffee shops that Austin has to offer. Her work has previously been published in print and online in the United States, England, and Wales.