Were you there, unblinking

to catch the sight

of the pink shoe taking flight

from a hurried woman’s mid step

last Wednesday?

No camera lens preserved it

though there may be others

who return to the smile maker memory

In the moment, scenes

arrange themselves

no director calling

no X cues on any floor

improbable improv unintended

You or I,

privileged serendipitous witness

accept the award with grace

its existence ours to keep, or

so we believe—-

While in the photo we captured

tacked with satisfaction

inside a frame only

a skeleton remains🪶