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New Shoes

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New Shoes

One of the first poems I ever wrote (I believe I was eighteen years old). (Un)fortunately, I’ve had many more breakups, one night stands, goodbyes, and pairs of Chuck Taylors since.

These shoes have been through
three breakups,
two one night stands,
and too many goodbyes.

Cut up like a Thanksgiving turkey,
pockmarked,
covered with holes,
thirteen if you care to count;
I did.
One for every streetlight rendezvous
or hurried farewell
when I’ve only begun to say hello.

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