Written by Emily Harstone | April 7, 2017
This wasn’t the homecoming I imagined.
Hostage calls police from fake neighborhood.
Cookie-cutter houses belied singular lives within.
Row houses we stack lives upon!
Most planned neighborhoods look the same.
Same yet different view from above.
Oh crap, my parachute hasn’t opened.
From above it looks so serene!
Unsuspectingly the elves surveyed for Santa
It was the kind of day
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This wasn’t the homecoming I imagined.
Hostage calls police from fake neighborhood.
Cookie-cutter houses belied singular lives within.
Row houses we stack lives upon!
Most planned neighborhoods look the same.
Same yet different view from above.
Oh crap, my parachute hasn’t opened.
From above it looks so serene!
Unsuspectingly the elves surveyed for Santa
It was the kind of day