Tattoos we try to erase
Tattoos we try to erase
The ones below the skin
Imprinted by people and experiences
Invisible yet branded just the same
Invisible ink that surfaces as emotions
when the tattoo is warmed by life
Exposed to raw air
Exposed to be worked with one more time
Healed
and erased
Redundant
We sit and stare at each other
I am the liberated female
which gives me the right
to cook dinner
to clean the house
to mow the yard
to raise the children
to paint the basement
to plant the flowers
to wash the dishes
to work and earn a living
to fix the broken things
His eyes are sad
Now, he is simply redundant
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