Poems about Animals
Cameras flash and people cheer
Gathering on this day to be here
Lining the street
Boots on their feet
I do not use filters. I rarely operate cameras. Why reassure my existence? My beauty touches? To remember who I am and not with each
just because the flesh is white
doesn't mean its new
it was once an animal
pinned and jailed just like you
Seeing through the eyes of an not perfect size mexican girl you notice everything,
As light as a feather, as nimble as each reed of grass that presses against the surface of my worn soiled feet.
As light as a feather, as nimble as each reed of grass that presses against the surface of my worn soiled feet.