Places Willyce Kim I dreamed you. I waited 45 years for you to find me. I have nothing to give you But these places I have been. I own no home. I carry my life with me  In boxes on my back. Sometimes when you look  at me I want to show you Everything. How the stars turn in the  night sky over Santa Fe. How snow falls like filigree through a blue moon. How a slice  of sweet Hawaiian  Mountain apple between your lips calls forth the  forest  it was plucked from. I want to take you places You have [...]