Curve.

Have you lost a tooth? Chipped a nail? Stubbed a toe? Bit your tongue? That moment of pain. So much life in that little being. Was there noone to hear your shrill sudden shriek. Did you caress it with your finger or did someone do it for you. Did you decide to be brave and move on without the touch of yore. As it swelled with pain and you swelled with pride. To regret the parade done in by your stride. Nurse those wounds. You’re not weak. Page your way. Kick those little pebbles away. The sound of the fall and the wind of the rise. The impact and the tide. The waves are stronger than you are. Go deep and drown. Drown and live. Breathe.