Wednesday, June 3, 2015

I've been reading a book of essays and poetry called Transcend. It's a collaboration of the works of some residents and staff of a public housing apartment complex. The apartments have been set aside for those who need some care, those fragile from age, injury, illness, or circumstance. I have not finished the book yet but an image comes to mind: a shoe. There are at least a couple of writerly contributions about favorite shoes. The simplest, without emotion or much elaboration, is a very short poem about a pair of pink and red shoes.

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