![]() MovingA Poem by RubyOmma![]() I hate moving![]()
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If I'm lucky. Mostly trash bags My life is shoved into the corners waiting for me to find it realize I don't need it and throw it away. Need a fridge? A washing machine? It's yours! You can find it on the side of the road. It's right next to my pride and my heart underneath my sanity. I don't want to leave my home. I'm throwing everything away. New start? Strange streets... Don't go too far or I can't get back What is the dang door code? S**t. How to find food water How to find a friend? Don't worry Ruby, it will be OK. Isn't there any grass? All I see is streets... Endless lanes of narrow roads Full of Cars that drive too fast and honk at me. Be careful Ruby Stay close to me. There is no sidewalk but there is trash piled everywhere. Dirty people walking past me. They spit at my feet when I smile and say 'good morning'. I found a can of tuna. It's a start. Can't find a fork so I use my fingers. The dog is hovered in the corner shaking I took her bed away and threw it in a bag with all her toys She's barking at the moving men I can't she's never done that. I'm sorry honey This is not our home. Yet. I didn't want to go either. ... New students they are tiny little munchkins and they stare at me. Then they smile and they sing. "I like apples! Do you like apples teacher?" Why yes as a matter of fact I do. I found pizza! It's right around the corner Who knew? Oh god I found an Indian Restaurant. I met a new friend, and I can dance. Things are looking up. Butter chicken please. Maybe two for tomorrow who knows if I will find it again? ... or how to get home from here. But I don't care.
things are looking up. © 2014 RubyOmmaReviews
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7 Reviews Added on September 2, 2014 Last Updated on December 16, 2014 Author![]() RubyOmmaPohang/Deagu, Gyeongsandbuk do, South KoreaAboutI'm silly and fun and a little lost right now. more..Writing
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