I was a tight-wound child, wrapped
around a book, perfect-bound,
spine uncracked, never dog-eared,
staying in the dust-cover unless
forced to run or ride a bike, then
always ending up with a wound,
scrape, a scuff or scratch,
my entire philosophy: just don’t fall.
Inspired by dVerse and a podcast about scars.
Well this made me smile – words that could describe my childhood, coupled with that photo.
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