Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Was That My Good Shoe

Green and orange cover. Sitting forlornly with teeth marks.
The Magic of Thinking Big.
Other pages lying in bits, strewn from bedroom to living room.
Thank you Buddy.
Was that my good shoe? Joe asks as he walks past.
Buddy is whipping chunks of the sole out onto the carpet.
That depends, I say.
Was your good one the right one or the left one?

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L Milton Hankins June 7, 2022 at 8:59 AM Someone in your town needs to sell shoes by the "a-piece," so if you need only one... no problem. Some day he'll grow out of it, but I don't know how long his puppy stage is. Caren Krutsinger June 7, 2022 at 10:30 PM We have had him since last September; he shows no signs of stopping.