The Illustrated Child
Every now and then she breaks out
in tattoo ink.
Her body a shrine to what she holds dear.
Her children, music, even flowers remembered
from her grandmother’s garden – all imprinted
on her memory and on limbs and back.
It’s only rational that someone who wears
her heart on her sleeve
would not flinch at wearing her love
on her skin.
Lovely! I particularly like the last 4 lines, they’re almost a quote in themselves. The title reminds me very much of Ray Bradbury’s ‘The Illustrated Man’ which is one of my favourite books of his. It’s about a heavily-tattooed man from a freak-show and, being a Bradbury character, each of the tattoos becomes animated and tells a story. And that, of course, is what your character’s tattoos are doing. 🙂