By Michelle Gorner
They touch the streets of every city
their owner travels to.
They collect a single piece of every journey,
and hold on to it; a memory.
The sandals allow their owner to remember
the past but change little details.
Not letting the owner remember everything.
For the sandals want memories of their own.
The large flower in the center is the brain,
the mind of the sandals.
Keeping the memories so the shoes can learn,
to become their own being.
So one day,
the sandals can walk on their own.
