#throwdown Thursday 12/7/17…My latest is up: First Stiches – #Haibun #haiku #poetry | Image Curve

First Stiches

BY FRANK J. TASSONE · 7TH DECEMBER 2017

Haibun

I run in the day care center’s playground. Somewhere past the slide, the jungle gym and some swings, I slip and fall. My left hand thumps hard against the ground.

I stand up. The hand throbs. I turn it over. Blood covers my palm and runs down my wrist. I scream. A day-care attendant — and Mom — run over.

A Phelps Memorial Hospital emergency room doctor gives me my first stitches. After I come home, I lie on the plaid-upholstered couch in our wood-paneled family room. Looking at my white-bandaged hand, I moan over and over.

fingernail-width scar

putting aside another

childish thing

first published in Image Curve, December 7, 2018

Photo by Gaddafi Rusli on Unsplash

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  1. jazzytower Avatar

    That was a very big thing as a child. A nice write Frank.

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  2. thotpurge Avatar

    Love how you’ve brought the memory into the present- still raw and unhealed.

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  3. kanzensakura Avatar

    Nice write. those stitches and blood can be so traumatic to a child. These memories are still fresh.

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    1. Frank J. Tassone Avatar

      And yet the scar is so small now. Thanks, Toni!

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    2. Rommy Avatar

      Kids think they’re invincible, until life shows them they are not. Thankfully it was just a few small stitches.

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      1. Frank J. Tassone Avatar

        And yet the small scar now was my whole palm then.

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  4. hypercryptical Avatar
    hypercryptical

    Your words reminded me of my youngest son. When little, an elastoplast (band-aid) cured all ills, even itches! An elastoplast was a must.
    One day I heard him crying as he neared home and expected him to report the tiniest of scratches. How bad I felt when he showed me his knee cut to the bone. His hospital visit made me realise what a brave little man he was.
    Anna :o]

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    1. Frank J. Tassone Avatar

      Wow! He is far braver than I was!!thanks, Anna!

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  5. sanaarizvi Avatar
    sanaarizvi

    We always tend to remember events that occurred during childhood days! Thankfully it was just a few stitches 🙂

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    1. Frank J. Tassone Avatar

      A few stitches…enough to seal up my whole palm back then! 🙂

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  6. Vivian Zems Avatar

    Awww- bless! This must have felt like surgery to you 🙂

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    1. Frank J. Tassone Avatar

      It did at the time! 🙂

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  7. Carrie V. H. Avatar

    Your memory is real and vivid here Frank. Those kind of experiences are traumatic to kids. Great Haibun!

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