#redconverse
fire in her lungs
dust in her mouth
keep going,
keep going
run
to the south
yellow
and tan
footprints
in the sand
her red
converse
leave
trails
an imperfect daughter
looking for water
disappointment
follows
each step.
sand in clothes
in her hair
twixt her toes
she runs
with her red converse.
will she ever come across
an oasis, lost
or will her bones
stay hidden,
in the sand.
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 9:52 AM UTC
she wore hightops
and a tattered
old book bag.
and she liked
to tie
her red converse
to it's straps.
and walk
across
the fire escape.
the metal
beneath
her socked feet
was cool
and x-ed
and black.
she ran,
and she laughed
or she ran
and she cried
but she ran
and she ran
for it was all
she could do.
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 10:36 AM UTC