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A Pair of Fair Trade Socks

meggie

was thumbing

through her

fair trade

“style with a

conscience”

holiday catalog

 

eyeing

baby organics

indulgent Alpaca’s

green gear for guys

dining as nature intended, and

the best reusable shopping bags, period!

 

“What do you want for

Christmas Dad?”

 

“just be a good girl, meggie.”

I answered.

 

“I’m gonna get you a pair of socks

for Christmas Dad.”

 

“I don’t need an expensive

pair of socks. megs...

 

After a couple of washes

one always gets lost

inside the bottomless

tumbler.

 

Leaving only one to lay

inside a chest of drawers,

in the company of

happy matched pairs,

waiting to warm my

Lamisil wanting toes

 

One sock

alone and unhappy

its a really sad story.

 

Radio Arcade: Socks Song

 

Suffern

11/8/13

jbm

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