Six
By Becca Rosenthal
thieves, the lot of them. & thick as.
who are you, you asked, do you remember
because i don't.
tiny thefts like little deaths & sweet as
honeysick fever hung heavy
this history
hovers, your halo.
the thief's theme.
pull down the night &
the dream of ourselves as
bonnie & clyde—
it was a costume, you said
well good give me the gun a good
run for the money,
& the language it lingers
licking my fingers clean
of consonants, commas contractions
& attractions to petty crimes
like taking my time it's just
the way we wrote it down.
Becca Rosenthal was born and raised in Boston. She studied at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts and earned her B.A. in Cinema Studies from Smith College. She is still trying to figure out what to do with it. Meanwhile, a poem is forthcoming in Night Train Magazine.
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