back from a bruise

SomethingAnewFrom blackFrom blueThe faintest pinkOf flesh bloomingLike the firstOf my irisesLike the lastOf my dahlias So softA hueAn almostTranslucentVulnerableSubject to Like the soft spotOn a newborn’s skullPulsingWith a heartbeatJust beneathSunken surface FragileAs seedlings on the sillChinaOn the top rackA chicken’s neckThe human ego EarthyLike vetiverRootyAmassedDeeper thanIt is highIt grows The newFrom the oldIt can all … Continue reading back from a bruise