papal shoes

papal shoes down the laundry chute.  panicking, Maria considers sliding four stories down to the central laundry;  landing on a pile of the finest linens, 1000 count linens, holy linens.  same creases, same sweat, same stains.  and now.  two red shoes caught in a swirl of dirty cotton.  Maria pictures his holiness standing barefoot.  she twists her wedding ring and wonders who to ask forgiveness from.