HOMETOWN GLORY

A green pitched roof on a street named Green held the contents of my childhood for a little more than 15 years. Casually, my entire life at that point. I remember the last night we spent in our Kimberley home: The moving trucks had taken just about everything; all that remained could pass for road-trip essentials.

I lay on my back on a fold-up camping mattress in the middle of my room, looking up