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Mar 2010
There will be
A pink scar
on my
index finger
from a cut
I got a few
weeks back
when I tried
to open your
beer bottle
with a kitchen
sink-stopper
in a hotel.

The deep cut
was a flesh trench
you filled with
lime juice
when you pierced
and drained
the fruit with a
small red
coffee straw.
I have many scars
but this one
will be my favorite.
Written by
Lindsey Durbin
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