I hadn’t seen the Southern Cross in nearly twenty years.
Back then, I was a junior in college, studying abroad for a semester along the southern coast of Australia, thousands of miles away from family and friends. At twenty years old, on the other side of the planet from all I knew, I looked to the Southern Cross as an object of comfort, keeping me company while I ventured about in the land of Oz.
Published on Daily Blender, July 2015
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