Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Tattoos

A few of my divorced friends

are getting tattoos.

One a teacup

mended in gold,

another patterns from Polynesian Isles.

I think of a Phoenix

rising from the ashes.

Or my Visa number 

on my wrist

so I can shop online

without

finding 

my wallet.

"But Lauren,"

you say, 

"can't you just remember 

your Visa number?

It is only

sixteen digits.

WTF?"


No.


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