dirt on the welcome mat

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chip the color off
and tear texture top to bottom
let the warm corduroy ridges
slip away 

follow barefoot
your black and white dreams
touch the tight seams
that hold them together

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her secrets are safe
between her toes
she goes barefoot
on mud puddle days
and river-wades
and the wild-sown silents
slosh over and sink ground
dirt brown and so soft
everyone knows the smell
and sound
but nobody looks


We drew the sky in sidewalk chalk

Then walked barefoot

Until the sun rubbed into our toes,

Soft and cool.

You said

Share your secrets on the concrete

And the rain will wash

Each pastel curve

Into the cracks.