Size 11, Leather, Good Condition

Size 11, Leather, Good Condition

 

1

I was not expecting to see the shape of you

in the window.

 

2

What other parts are on offer

beyond this thrift shop door.

 

3

A life on rails.

Not your style at all.

 

4

My reflection finds the end

of your laces. Makes you undone.

 

5

Your feet naked. That earthy, end of the day

smell of you.

 

6

Nights when I’d make us tea,

carry our cups past those shoes. Floored, empty.

 

7

I never watched when you squeezed back

into black leather. Sound of your steps, fading.

 

8

The one thing about shoes

is they always make a journey.

 

9

No sole stays

unmarked.

 

10

I wonder if she placed your stilled feet

in another pair.

 

11

I pay my money.

Take you home.

 

 

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