Two Feet

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Two feet

All I see are

two feet sticking

out of the black bag.

I never see the

face. Only the feet

sticking out

of the black bag.

Whenever I see

a black bag, with only

two feet dangling out,

I see one less

face.

I saw a black bag

last year. There was

an old beggar woman who

always grabbed

my feet. I wish

I gave her more.

I saw a black bag

last month. There was

a man with a stomach over

his feet who sold

pomegranates. I wish

I could pick out

the seeds between my teeth

once more.

I saw a black bag

last week. There was

a hospital guard who

used to give me

sesame seed bars. I wish

I asked him where

he bought them.

I saw a black bag

yesterday. There was

a kid who used to bang on

my door and run away

every morning. I was

late to school

that day.

All I see are

two feet sticking

out of the black bag.

I wonder to whom

those two feet belong,

whose face I will never

see again after
today.