how it begins

you
remember her
foot.
pale
and narrow,
one
shoe removed
as she
bent it
in the light
of morning.
and you
on the bed
watching
her.
her hand
twisting
at the heel,
saying,
I don't know
what's wrong.
but my foot
hurts. i'm
not sure
if I can put
any weight on
it. I might
have to stay.
that's what
you remember.