Sitting in a roadside cafe waiting
for the other

shoe to drop. My older sisters
tossed their sneakers

(probably red)
out the station wagon window.

Rumor was they blamed me
when our mother found out.

I was under one. Both my sisters
are older. I don’t always achieve

economy
of words.

Usually know where
the action lies. Avoid

the passive
voice. Most of the time.

It can be heard
from the other side

of the highway. A distant sound
to be avoided

by truckers and young women
on the loose. Facts lie more often

in spring. Be careful. The other

shoe might become
a lady’s slipper.