A Foot |
by Mireille Astore |
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| Poems by Mireille Astore |
| Storm |
| Loose Woman |
| Flight |
| Blood and Myrrh |
| A Foot |
| The Protest |
| My Bones |
| © Mireille Astore 2003 | -2023 |
as I walk past the old people's home
I look at the row of windows
and see my reflection
again and again.
Every two steps
it appears
then disappears.
One day
one of the windows was open
An old foot on white sheets appeared
A calm foot
It was shiny and pale.
In the morning
as I walk the old people's home
an old foot chases my steps
watching me
wear out my shoes.
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