A Boy Named Queen

A Boy Named Queen — page 7
new shoes But she says nothing After all as her mother would say it’s her own doing Besides her sandals are going up in flames She can never have them back Her outfit for the first day of school is neatly folded at the end of her bed If she stretches she can wedge her toes under the quiet pile A new green T-shirt new jean skirt and new blue tights The blue shoes are side by side on the floor As she drifts off to sleep a smoky picture comes to Every step home Evelyn’s toes bang into the ends of her mind A pile of ash studded with two blackened buckles