I
want scars
covering my body; but I don't want wounds.
I just want the beauty of scars
Mapping out my life
on the canvas of my body.
Telling you a story.
What story?
Anything you want.
A n y t h i n g you want darling.
I want strong but delicate hands touching each
scar tenderly.
as if each white line of damaged tissue held me together like
glue.
