some scars you wear with pride,
you know the ones with happy memories,
tava marked my first round roti here,
fell off the tree kissing there,
tumbled into chicken wire here,
fell from horse and chipped tooth,
scar on neck from falcon bite,
knee is scarred and butt is too
back from scrapes as a teen,
all scars accounted and dried.
but the hardest scar is a from a slap
that was rendered via text:
don't text me.
trouble is, do i text back an 'okay',
or keep hurting?
1 comment:
And this. Beautiful!
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