The Surrogate’s Blade
Mine has been tied back, cut short, pinned with blades, grabbed by men who thought pain was a handle.
Hers floats like nobody has touched it yet.
For one irrational second, I want to braid it just to prove a hand can be gentle there.
And then the face that is mine, the face they built without the person in it, the face that has no fear and no pain and no hesitation and no soul, does the one thing my face would never do in that situation, the one human thing it should not be able to do at all.
It smiles. It knows I am watching. And it is glad.
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