Today I accidentally scraped skin off of my hand.
I didn't hurt, the scrape was very superficial. It didn't bleed.
It wasn't the scrape that hurt, but what was underneath.
It was pink.
I started to cry.
Why am I crying? Why?
The brown skin scrap rolled up between my fingertips.
Why does it hurt? Why?
Is it because I'm so defined by paint, that the human underneath is neglected?