My scars are mainly on my heart
with the exception of the one above my ankle, the one on my right finger,
and the one on my left ear.
Lying in bed last night, memories
reverberated in my heart,
reopening old wounds.

I read your words, and now I am thinking about external scars
-- the ones I can touch --
like the series of bumps behind my left ear.

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