Buried Deep
When I buried you
deep under my ankles,
far away from my
heart, I did not think
my steps would grow
so heavy. Everywhere
I go, I take you with me.
You are more than a
shadow. I found out
you could never be
buried. When I stop
I still feel you there
in my ankles. You
are more than a shoe,
a sock, a brace. You
will always be
a part of me.
Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
