Tuesday, 15 March 2011

Where's the proof in you?

Abs
Grand Canyon
I am mostly untouched. Save a few dings here and there--stories my mom likes to tell--I am a globe of frosted glass. Asthma kept me out of trouble most of my youth and work has kept me unscathed as an adult. I live a sheltered life and wear my seat belt every day.

But on the inside, under the layers of clothes and under the snow-white skin are plenty of scars you can’t see. Sand bags of scar tissue line boundaries across my heart, a treacherous path for the most advanced traveler. The formations in the rock are carved by waterways: sleepless nights and empty tissue boxes. I have a road map for the last 27 years. At least we know how beautiful it can be in just another 2 million.

9 comments:

kat said...

[this is good.]

Jennie said...

This is just beautiful.

eclectic said...

OMG Abs, this is stunning. LOVE!

Heather Anne Hogan said...

This really is gorgeous.

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Jamie said...

What everyone else has said. This is beautiful!

Ashley said...

This is why you should write more.

You can call me, 'Sir' said...

You paint a ridiculously lovely picture of pain. Just keep in mind how breathtaking those rock formations are and how beautiful they make even the most desolate landscapes.

Abigail said...

Writing is for babies.

(Thanks, everyone!)