september’s unabridged journal

september’s unabridged journal
Alayna Welker

Record hot temperatures,

the glistening of travelers’ brows—

while the pitter-patter of their feet

carry them toward destinations

unknown to me

  and maybe

      even to them, too.


I have often imagined life




built for weathered life

willingly on their toes,

and ready to be pushed

to limits beyond anything

that I know.


This only seems

                  to make

                    me wonder,

          what my shoes

             must say