by Anna Olivia Böke, 2016


I am so tired of this city, can’t leave

He is holding me

so tight


I’m reminded I hate this city, can’t leave

held back, can’t jump a flight

always maybe might


I know I need to leave this city

don’t belong, need to run

don’t know where or how far

I keep on keeping on walking on shards


I’m eaten, swallowed, chewed up by the city

can’t leave



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