Tattoo
My grandson asks which tattoo
tempts me to the point
of letting a needle pierce my skin.
He wants a tiger, a fierce,
strong symbol to snarl
from his shoulder or stomach
to reinvent him or remind him
of who he is, who he can be.
I favor an elephant,
big
gray
saggy
full of life
sixty years has bestowed.
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Robin Wright lives in Southern Indiana. Her work has appeared in Muddy River Poetry Review, Rat’s Ass Review, Bombfire, Sledgehammer, Young Ravens Literary Review, Sanctuary, Ariel Chart, Spank the Carp, Panoply zine, and others. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and her first chapbook, Ready or Not, was published by Finishing Line Press in 2020.
