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Jan 2019
I cut my thumb
just a little
with a steak knife while I chopped cauliflower
All week I’ve watched my skin knit itself back together
On the outside of my hand is another tear
it’s older and shallow but healing slowly
I always bump it
washing hands
applying lotion
the scab ripped off yesterday
the gouged skin underneath threatens to scar
these two accidental wounds remind me of my metaphorical heart
and I wonder how I could learn to stop bumping the hurts and picking at scabs
and just let it heal
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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