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Sep 2018
There’s rocks in my shoes
Wet from stepping in puddles
to avoid the strangers beside me.
I forgot socks
My toes bare beneath the leather
Pebbles digging into my soles

There’s rocks in my shoes
Heavy
Stuck
I can’t stop to get them out
Only have to endure the pain
Until I reach my destination

There’s rocks in my shoes
They’ve been there all day
When night descends,
and I am safe,
I don’t take them off
Scared to see the dirt they’ve created
They’ve molded to my feet,
An extension of my insecurity.

They’re stuck there,
But I don’t mind them anymore.
Amanda
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Amanda  20/F/Rhode Island
(20/F/Rhode Island)   
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