Falling down
in hand-me-downs
(Raggedy Ann)
bloodied my head
on a metal drum
its (rusty? jagged?) edge.
Oh that rich smell,
those bright blotches!
I do so love a disaster.
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Disasters tend to bring us together somehow. Like we are always preparing, and ok when they happen, strangely enough.
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jess, this is based on a childhood memory of mine, where I fell off a tank stand, cut my head, and ruined my favourite tshirt
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