Dawn.M.Davis@williams.edu 

Love and a Shoe

I see my shoe
Next to the creaky door
with the toe pointed
toward me.
Pointing and asking
Questions about the walk
I took last night
Away from our bed and
Onto the street.
Just staring hard at stars.
My shoes took me back to our bed
Last night.
Shoe, you look lonely.

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