Saturday Poem / The Past is a Thief

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The thing

about the present

is that

it’s always there

for the


Live in the moment!

but the steam of that

moment’s already


I can’t handle

that pressure.

I know I’ll

miss one

and then

miss the next


about that.

This life is all memory,


circles surrounding the

moment your

pebble entered

the pond.

There’s just

no way,

no how

to experience

the here,

the now

when the past

has my present


Bob Valasek

Bob Valasek, born and raised in the Pittsburgh area, graduated from Upper St. Clair High School in 1994. He’s been teaching writing at Towson University in Baltimore, Maryland, but soon will be moving to Columbus, Ohio.

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