Monday, August 6, 2012


Two small shoes
giving penance at the door.

Blades of grass stick out like glass
not a drop of blood on her sole.

Asphalt hot black lava
not forgiven by cool rains.

Why would she walk on water
when the sand is between her toes?

Her little feet
take her where she needs to go.

1 comment:

  1. reminds me of myself! I have leather feet. I think I think they are best suited for warmer climates...but here in Ohio they are show less for April to Oct. great piece!


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