RIP these gems.
carried down two generations, two pairs of laces,
only to meet their doom at the hands of a formerly trusted friend, the creek
with its heavy boulders slicing gold-toned water
I felt like they needed to be memorialized in some small way. I don't know about you guys but I always end up rather emotionally attached to my shoes, more so than another clothing item that I own. Is there something symbolically resonant in the way that they carry us? Probably not. Who knows.