Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…

“SHOES”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

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Some are like shoes.

The same shape,

The same construction,

Inside and out.

Different colors, sizes.

Both have soles (souls)?

They are found in pairs.

You tossed them out,

When they no longer worth your time;

Or become old or ugly.

What a bummer,

For the shoes?

When thrown away-

By your own blood,

Your self souls!! …

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Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

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