I am in a Payless, looking for new heels because
last night you made fun of my style.
Degrading me for hours,
a bully at the schoolyard.
Down the aisles, with no luck.
I see a child with their mother
buying new shoes for the start of the semester.
The mother picks some shoes,
But when the child tries them on,
it reminds me of Cinderella's step sisters.
The child is thrilled,
like parents at a graduation,
ecstatic for what the future holds.
The mother quickly sizes up, embarrassed.
I turn away.
I need to size up.
I leave the aisle,
Then, Call you.
I don't want to be a ceiling fan
going nowhere forever.