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flip flopping

Ready for work, opened door to leave.

Cat ran in.
Debated: Make cat run out?

Grabbed purse and bag of tomatoes from garden. Too many.
Debated: Beg whom?

Gave up on cat.

Drove. Made good time. Parked.

Walked toward office
Walking felt soft.

Looked down.

At flip flops kept by back door
for quick trips into the yard.

Not at shoes lined up in closet
for long days sitting at work.

Boss on vacation. Relief. Except. I remembered before.

When I wore
bare feet
even for
slow trips
into the yard.


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