Come this season
your feet, cracked
and worn down
cannot be traded for
corn or trinkets.
No such comaraderie
cross-legged
around low fires
this season.
In any bargain who would
accept such feet?
You walked possibly
the exact route
repeating
year in / year out.
An unprepossessing
landscape—
‘til there wasn’t a pouch
of fat on your body;
starved to unforgiving.
Bones creaked when bending
to rub your feet.
Here’s the thing:
A time slot is
destined to be pre-paid.
Susan Tepper is the author of nine published books of fiction and poetry. Her most recent titles are CONFESS (poetry published by Cervena Barva Press, 2020) and the road novel WHAT DRIVES MEN (Wilderness House Press, 2019). Tepper has received many honors and awards. She’s a native ) New Yorker. www.susantepper.com