Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Lawrence Hur


My sister’s bag
was filled to the brim.
I had to reach under her desk
to reach for the candy.

Her anger toward me
was like a teacher scolding a bad student.
The combination of chocolate and caramel
tasted so sweet.

I’m sorry I stole your candy.
Next Halloween, I will try my best
not to take any of it.
But don’t be mad if I steal some.


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