Salted

My mother used to scrub us with salts
from the earth,
like small sharp rock
rolled and rubbed on raw skin.
The salt, followed by oil,
followed by
till I’m 18
followed by now 4 years of dry
cracked
unpolished
untouched
flesh. And I feel whole again.
Similarly, rocks polished her skin,
not by her mother’s hands, though,
and maybe that’s where the pain lies for her,
the confusion for us.

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