Our family's eldest
carries a reminder
of a childhood fall
within the layers of skin
upon the knee
That hit first.
Some thoughtful days
might find her
appreciating that
particular sensation
manipulating the
old shards
guessing at each
shape and size
within their
self carved caves.
Is she remembering
the fall?
The moment?
Taking stock
of all the injuries?
Or, my guess,
reminding herself
that she's a survivor.
~KG March 29, 2021
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