Acupuncture By Charlotte Reed - Get a Free Blog

Th en, I was too afraid
to try the needles. I imagined
safety pins, broken glass, thumbtacks.
You shook your head and frowned.
Th ey’re too thin to hurt you, you said.
Th ey don’t go deep enough.
I wondered how
a prick near the right nerve
could give a man the strength
to walk again. Or could suck
the cancer out of someone’s grandpa.
Or could stir the belly
of a tired woman, just enough
for a baby to grow.
I wondered how,
aft er years of your telling me
it would never happen,
it would never come to divorce,
the words still came, sinking out of her mouth,
landing on the fl oor.
I watched you bite
your cheeks.
magus ~ 63 ~ mabus