Ned Balbo Poems

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1.
Fire Victim

Once, boarding the train to New York City,
The aisle crowded and all seats filled, I glimpsed
An open space—more pushing, stuck in place—
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2.
The Sugar Thief

If it was free, you taught, I ought to grab it
as you did: McDonald's napkins, pens,
and from the school where you were once employed
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