#1 – The Science of Women


There are small pink marks

softened with age

that only she will recognize,

knows how they adhere to time

and memory and this odd, shared path.

She has seen me as no one else —

vulnerable, prone, afraid —

allowed trust and autonomy

to dance even step with

training and science.


she ages with me now

gray for gray and line for line,

our nods of knowing

the flash, the sweat,

the weight of it all,

speak more than we ever have

in these brief encounters

these long precarious years

of waiting and watching

tell-tale scars fade.


Poem©2022, Jen Payne. #NaPoWriMo,  National Poetry Month. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books and zines, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.

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