He’s covered in tattoos. His whole chest, upper arms, his six-pack. Mostly colorful symbols and tribal art. Everywhere except over his heart. There it’s empty and sad looking. My hand is drawn to the empty spot. When I touch him, his eyes close and he leans into my hand. “Why’s it empty?”“Because nothing belongs there.” And it’s then that I know. I want to belong there. I do.



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