Monday, June 8, 2026

These veins

These veins,
they bleed stories of survival.

My wounds do not weep;
they harden.

I will not tear open the scars
that prove I have healed.

I will collect them,
for they are my stories to tell.

They keep my heart soft
and let my soul triumph.

No comments:

Post a Comment

The Tenderness and the Teeth: A Twitter Memoir

The great escape from reality. I still come for the humor and humanity. I still smile when I see photos of nature and animals. Giggle at pet...