November 11, 2010

• in the middle of tickle torture
  wrestling
  and having fun

  he grabs my face
  reaches for my forehead
  and points to my scar

  rubbing it with his little hands
  as if to make it disappear
  and no longer exist

  i tell him it’s been there forever
  that it can’t be erased
  that it’s a permanent booboo

  he sits
  stares
  rubs
  and thinks

  and then leans in
  kissing it
  making everything

  all better
  all gone
  all right

  in his world
  and in mine.

  • 1:35 pm
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