Turmeric Stains

a free verse poem

Ell Benjamin
Jul 10, 2020 · 1 min read
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Eyes on the exterior
of a dried-up peach. Thumb

pressed against bruises,
thinking they’ll go away

once cooked. The cutting
board is too porous and

leaves a trail of scars. White
rice simmers in a pot. Finger

cuticles colored from turmeric.
It took weeks to scrub

away the stains, months to
understand what was felt,

years to wash away
the trauma.

Ell Benjamin

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Ell Benjamin

Written by

Escritora. All things life, moments, personal growth.

Loose Words

A poetry publication brought to you by Assemblage to capture all of your disconnected thoughts and let them find their form.

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