New Cities Poem by RIC BASTASA

New Cities



we were small when
we first arrived here
and we left only to find
ourselves back again
into this city of
rising buildings where
the trees have been
cut and rivers covered
with sand

we were found by
monsters
when we tell them our
names we were then
set free again

they were with us before
there was a strange feeling
of were we? were we?
what happened?

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RIC BASTASA

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