Untitled Poem Vol. IV #58
3/15/13 9:35am
you asked me to show you
the soft underbellies
of my arms
to see if my skin tone
was even
or if i was whiter underneath.
you grabbed my arm
and turned it over
and my heart kept
when i remembered my scars were there
(for some reason
i know that you know,
but i never showed you
in person
so it doesn’t seem real
to me)
but you said nothing
and you didn’t react.