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Red Shoes

  • Writer: J L Birch
    J L Birch
  • Dec 13, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Apr 7, 2022

now that my father

is gone


who will celebrate

my tying


the new canvas

running shoes


at the bottom of

the stairs


lace over lace through

each eyelet




 
 
 

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