Thieves Poem by Angelica Duardo

Thieves



We never felt at home
With them, their guns and crimes

We needed to runaway
Somehow

Thieves complete my fears
Of heights, and death
Of sharks, and knives
Of rhymes, of rats and mice
Of dwarfs, and cats
Of blood and straws
Of speed

And thieves

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Angelica Duardo

Angelica Duardo

San Diego California
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