Michael Shoemaker – WordCityLit

BelongingnessWhen our eyes meetsheer innocencemagnificencetendernessfearlessfinds.When our hands narrow the space between canteros, warm fingers interlace, embracebliss.When our lives entwinethrilled hearts and mindsflourish and fly. Note: “canteros” in Spanish can be translated into English to the word “flowerbeds”. Let’s Talk of Realityrhinestone starsblack felt heavensopal illuminated moonsilver-sequined seashoresonly in my dreamsare less real thanparking ticketsdog catcherstreacheryContinue reading “3 poems by Michael Shoemaker”