Pump<\/p>\n
Irresistible \u2013 how could I not
\nbuy those purple snakeskin pumps
\nwith the black patent leather platform
\nand 5-inch stiletto heel. Stunning,
\nand a divine sign \u2013 one pair left
\nand my size, discounted, clearance,
\nwhatever. I had to have them.<\/p>\n
I strolled through the shoe department
\nwearing them, admonished to
\nplease stay on the carpet
\nby the male clerk who seemed to have a tad
\ntoo much interest in shoes, or was it just
\nthis pair, fondling the round peep-toe,
\nsliding his fingers up and down the heel shaft
\nbefore slipping it so gracefully on my foot,
\nme feeling like Cinderella until I noticed
\nthat odd look clouding his bourbon brown eyes.<\/p>\n
I walked, pranced, sauntered past floor mirrors
\nadmiring the curves that hugged my heel,
\nsupple leather on my instep, so bold, so brazen
\na towering stiletto. I swooned, he raced over,
\nhis hands firm on my forearm as though I might
\ntopple. He guided me back to my seat, slow
\nand sensuous slipping off my foot, I was
\nunCinderelled, felt naked without those pumps.
\nHe smiled, or was it a leer.<\/p>\n
I nearly broke a nail slapping my credit card
\non the counter, hugged the bag through the mall
\nto my car, raced home, walked half a mile
\nfrom kitchen to living room to dining room,
\navoiding the steps, just a little too soon
\nto climb in these sumptuous creations.<\/p>\n
Now, a month later, I pull the bag from
\nthe closet floor, open the box, put them on
\nand runway through my bedroom, hallway,
\nbut not venturing downstairs, still too soon.
\nSomeday, I will wear them outside, scratch
\nthe soles on concrete, see sunlight sparkle
\nsnakeskin, but for now, this is enough.<\/p>\n
~ J R Turek
\nJune 27, 2020
\nHour 2<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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