house a home
Home is a place I go to inside myself
This is my place of worship
Home that I am making in my cells
Home that I am creating within my bones
And from that home,
I will make a home
with you
for us
A home that I’m not running from
A home that I feel safe to stay
A home that invites in community for support
A home that allows love to bloom anew
Home where I don’t want to be anywhere else but here
Because I am home
And where else would I be
If not with me
Making space for me
Multidimensional
In constant cycles of death
and bloom
I make a house a home
And I return to it in ritual
A devotional act of trust
the spoken word
I conceive these pieces with the beat of my heart,
then birth them with the fire of my voice.
i am ayla
born in the east, raised in the west
daughter of two academics, both artists
masters in human rights, committed to social justice
love affair with travel, art, and food
speaks four languages, laughs in all