Have you ever looked at your arm/vein after having blood taken?
I am a weirdo and I hate when they force me to get a bandaid after blood being taken. I don’t like ripping the bandaid off. Leftover trauma from childhood.
Recently had blood taken, tech did not press bandaid on me after I refused it. I walked along the hallway, holding my arm out to my girl friend.
There was a perfectly round hole. Perfect. I had never seen it before due to the bandaids but now I could.
And it was beautiful.
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A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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