Albuquerque -Hannah Martin

If you ask me how long it takes to fall in love with a place,
I would tell you ten seconds.
Just long enough to glance out an airplane window.
Long enough to glimpse the mountains, and the desert stretching endlessly out to meet the sky.
Then the plane jolted suddenly, touching down.

And I knew I was home.
To a place I had never been before.
Home, under an infinite blue sky.
Home, with the mountains and the red sand.


And I was in love...

This poem was written by my sister, the lovely Miss Hannah. She recently spent a year living and volunteering in New Mexico.