rubies

that familiar medicinal smell
instantly reminds her of hospitals
and bracing for a shot

methodically, she douses cotton balls
and swabs the swollen lobes
of newly pierced ears
   crimson
          angry
the reflection in the mirror
not what she bargained for

disappointment and regret
you are the unwelcome gifts
on her twelfth birthday
a first in a long line of lessons


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