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IN MEMORY OF OUR FEELINGS
A Slush-Journal of Poetry and Translation
Sunday, May 9, 2010
New York Shoe
A wet shoe from the pavement
taps with its quiet wetness
with its solitary, broken strap,
a pattern smudged, an object forgotten.
Walking passed.
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