Tim Youngs – Mugged


Walking along Udristei
someone shoves into my ribs.
Straightaway a pocket-check:
passport, wallet, phone, okay.

Ahead, the suspect pivots;
shouts in Romanian, his arms
outstretched with palms upturned.
The fault is mine. I misjudged.


Tim Youngs’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Staple, The Interpreter’s House, Prole, Hinterland, and Ink, Sweat and Tears, among other places. He lives in Nottingham and is the author or editor of several books on travel writing.


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