there was blood
a pinprick of it
bright red viscous
glowing with health

because of the blood
there were bandaids
two big plastic strips
colored like the flesh of
a zombie hand, placed in a cross
like the x on a treasure map
straddling the knee
of the small person
with tears in her eyes
as she retold her story

there was blood
and it hurt
but then we
had ice cream

now the blood is dried
the tears too
but still the bandaids remain
x marking the spot