

TracesRed ovals glow under halogen lights over my breasts and under my ribs so like the strange, blushing orbs that herald the wake of surgery. Here a stranger measured my beating heart. Here's where he kept watch over my breath, and here he listened to my guts' murmurings. These tracks upon my body shyly announce, "Something has irrevocably changed." A stranger split me open while I was unaware and slipped his hands inside my flesh fondling my most secret places. He took me apart, stitched me back together, and watched over my silent dreaming. Upon waking I am alreTraces
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