Twitter July Contest – Featured on Lunch Ticket
Date: July 2019
My feet
Are wearied and jaded
As a pair,
one incites the other
like Thelma pleading to Louise
Let’s keep going
And there is a certain
suicide
to the rhythm
of rubber slapping
the cheeks of a street on which
a boy
first wore me out
But let’s keep going
Keep pushing toes into
a too-tight boot,
flesh rubbing against death
This life
bound to fit eventually
Featured on Lunch Ticket
Twitter July Contest – Featured on Lunch Ticket
Date: July 2019