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Angel

For mom

By Estevan JorgePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

When you were young

Everything used to seem at the snap of a thumb

Fall asleep on the couch

In the backseat

On the floor

You wake up needing to use the restroom

In your bed

Cool

I can sleepwalk

Being young

Sometimes You couldn’t find what you were looking for

Tried for what seems like forever

You ask your mom and she comes in

“si lo encuentro…”

She comes in and knows exactly where to look

Woah

I think she’s god or something

I wonder what her real name is

When you were young

a tooth meant you're rich

one eye open it wouldn’t exist

stay up all night there'd be no gifts

peek out the windows

I didn't see it but I believed it

social commentary

About the Creator

Estevan Jorge

life through suffering

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