A Piercing Experience by roughwighting

Poetry Writing

A Piercing Experience


” data-image-caption=”” data-medium-file=”https://roughwighting.files.wordpress.com/2021/09/tattoo-702133_1920.jpg?w=254″ data-large-file=”https://roughwighting.files.wordpress.com/2021/09/tattoo-702133_1920.jpg?w=676″ width=”164″ height=”194″>When my mom was in her mid-80s, she asked that we visit a tattoo parlor together.

“Let’s get mother/daughter tattoos, maybe with a heart design,” she suggested.


I demurred. Her skin was so fragile and thin. A needle piercing would be dangerous at her age. And secondarily, I had no desire to have my skin pricked with needles.

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