Wednesday, July 28, 2010



there are these sorts of events
that put deep scars in your heart,
among other places.
i am so puzzled that they call this
like it can be shed at some point?
i don’t travel light.
but when the sun is exactly right,
these remnants of old wounds
shine silver across my skin.

he says they’re beautiful,
and i can’t help but believe him.

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