I get them, but it's like saying I understand how deep the ocean is.
This is people.

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I get them, but it's like saying I understand how deep the ocean is.
This is people.
My Inked Skin
An off center cherry blossom,
would be my first
Female empowerment
dusted over my lower back
by an amateur
While my father watched and pinched my arm
in a surprise attack
I would extend this story
try to set the tattoo straight
Add petals and a full moon
depth of change and transformation
in a dragonfly
The most painful would be my wrist
A memory of stories told,
to tell, and to live
I hold the Tardis over my heart
Think of my father
I have been given a voice,
I grow from a soundless whisper to a shout
The last a cup of friendship
Flailed then forgotten
Time cannot erase
Even if removed
The tale would remain
Stories burble under the tattoo skin deep
and my inked skin becomes the page