as she's telling me about
the joy
of camping and
hiking,
trying to convince
me to hike the Appalachian Trail
with her,
she shouldn't,but she does, she lifts the hem
of her skirt
to show
me a scar.
a serrated patch of skin
long healed.
shark bite? i ask her,
no, she says.
kitchen quarrel with an unruly
knife.
snake bite?
no again, she says.
i was camping
and suddenly there was
this enormous black bear
who came
into my tent
as i was eating a Clark
bar.
i was lucy to survive.
indeed, i tell her, indeed.
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