Feet.

Feet in shoes or sandals or high-heels –really for the girls, but pretending it’s for the boys.

Feet that are taking a beating, now that my body weight’s increased by 10%, just about.

My feet rise up to touch the sky, but they are bound by the weight of two humans.

They long to be free, but they must be dutiful.

And they would like to have a pedicure sometime soon.

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