Skin

I envy my skin
I’m jealous of how quickly
and completely it heals

I’m jealous of how it repairs itself
from deep inside to the top of its silky surface

I envy how it fixes itself even
after the most toxic of things
pierce it
burn it
try to break it

How does it heal?
I want it to teach me

 
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Chapter 3

Janine 11:45pm. November 5, 1993. Kingston, Jamaica. Potholes in this country were a problem we didn’t talk about enough. All I can think about are potholes. Potholes were safe. Safer than thinking about how much I was bleeding. Mama... Continue →