Humanity keeps scratching graffiti identity
into wood and bathroom stalls . . .
Settling for surface tattoos,
when I engraved you in the palm of my hands.
(Isaiah 49:16)
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I etched part of my story into my arms, temporary
tattoos of my brokenness that time will fade, but you
You hammered my personhood into your hands
for eternity.
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