would you not wear a shoe that doesn't fit?
of all the lines in your tiny feet—
slicked through the bones, handled every pain
do all the light in your heart feels mundane?
wear something bright
wear the right shoes.
there's only one choice you should choose
you're never been wrong, nor been right—
to walk barefooted
in my blind sight.
shoes
February 09, 2023
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...
