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Selfish by A.R. Tivadar

Main character of my own life, watching the world go by front seat

"I" spelled with a capital letter in English, I learned it watching cartoons

Why was I given this life?

Why was anyone given life?

Sometimes I catch myself adding flourish and new details

Making it more interesting and magical than it really is

I believe in God because I want to

I want to think there is more than just this

A name in city records that will be damaged by water-leaking ceilings

A name written inside books, already yellowed and ripping pages

I want to be like this lady I heard about one time,

Who wrote her name inside the books she owned

Whose possession helped collectors centuries later identify originals

"_____, her bouk"

I forgot her name but not her

I want to live forever





A.R. Tivadar is a hobby writer from Romania and a graduate of the University of Oradea. She has been published in Alien Budda Press, miniMAG, Motus Audax Press, Firework Stories, and nine other online literary magazines.

Instagram: @a.r.tivadar

linktree: /ARTivdar

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