Walking in their shoes 

Here lies the human race

An assortment of shoes

A wide variety of footwear

all buried in the same place

Little white mary jane baby shoes,

new and pure 

hadn’t been soiled by the impurities of the outside world 

yet.

A pair of glossy sleek stilettos

Brought into the world expensive, 

barely worn at all and thrown away in their pristine cardboard box.

A ragged and begrimed pair of workshoes

Toiled away in, day and night

worked into tatters and frays 

High-end black leather business shoes,

only dirtied by the blood of the workshoes and Padron ash

Editors’ Note: This submission is part of The Bulldawg Bulletin’s new literary section, which focuses on creative writing by our students. Views expressed in the Literary Corner are those solely of the author.