Exiled Without A Place, a poem by Victor Monsivais at Spillwords.com

Exiled Without A Place

Exiled Without A Place

written by: Victor Monsivais


it is the moon
the moonlight
memories of you
a distant place

when I was born
my growing up

there afar, we met
there afar, we fell

time reflects itself
in a foggy mirror
twist’d by time itself

there’s only moon
no place
only streams of moon

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