Poems from mauroveras

Soon to be a college student that just moved from the Dominican Republic to the United States of America.
I stand watching, from far, the libertyBell. Shining, reflecting, from the sun glareWanting to understand it completely.   Dark copper...
Noble white hands go againstThe wind. Playing with the tanned sand,Slips from her ivory hands. Tiny palmchatsMingle, mimicking the sand and...