Poetry

Breaking In and Out of Lives

29 August 2016

Before my wealthy grandparents

died, they allowed their nine

grandchildren

to mark items they’d like

with their names on yellow post-it notes.

When I finally arrived

everything had been

coveted.

 

After their deaths, I broke into

their house

and stole an antique wall clock from the kitchen.

That was six years ago.

 

It has only just started ticking tonight.


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