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Breath & Shadow

October 2026 - Vol. 23, Issue 5

"The Shoes - A Chorus"

written by

Libby Banks

I.


We remember the morning she refused to go to the zoo.

She screamed for an hour even though she loved animals.

She ruined the whole day. We tried everything.

It was always something with her.


II.


We remember the screaming. (Was it crying?)

Over shoes. (Was it shoes or pain?)

For an hour. (Was it ten minutes that felt like an hour?)

We tried everything. (Did we ask what she needed?)

It was always like this. (Was it always?)


III.


MOTHER: She was manipulative

FATHER: She was overtired

SISTER: She was terrified

WE: There were reasons


IV.


We knew she didn't want to go (We knew she wanted to go desperately) And the new shoes—

We did our best (We didn't know)

We couldn’t have known (We should have known)

Her shoes hurt (She told me years later they felt like knives) But she was five, how could she explain? (We thought she was being dramatic) We thought— (We didn’t think)

We ruined the day She ruined the day

We tried our best We tried everything


V.


MOTHER: We did everything we could

FATHER: We couldn’t have known

SISTER: We failed her

WE: The math of blame never equals zero


VI.


She says she forgives us (Does she?)

We say we didn't know

The tantrum meltdown —

We understand she was— suffering being difficult struggling

We were doing our best (Our best wasn't sufficient)

She's fine now (Is she?)


VII.


HER: (I remember my pain The way the shoes hurt The sound of my screaming The way no one understood I remember all of it)

Libby Banks is a therapist and writer in New Mexico. Her work explores neurodivergence, legibility, and the ethics of knowing. Her writing has appeared or is forthcoming in HAD, Wordgathering, Heavy Feather Review, Disappointed Housewife, and elsewhere.

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