Violet Hatch – 1 poem


I feel my way along this patchwork pathway that once paved its way onto my skin.

I do not remember the way. This is unfamiliar.

It will fade they said. I knew it wouldn’t.

A crack in my reality.

A constant reminder .A memory forged in flesh.

A reminder of the river of blood,

Trickling down like a cool serpents tongue.

Part of me was lost that day, but something else was gained.

The past is far behind me but, of course, the scar remained.


Violet Hatch