she points to where the surgeon
will cut.
dragging her finger as
if a scalpel across her hip.
then another
up the front of her leg.
she draws an imaginary
ball and socket
in the air, a post that
will be set into the bone,
then wraps the wire around
her thin leg.
she's unafraid.
i'm weak, and need to sit
down. I decide at that point
to be more careful
with my legs.
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