If I had one tattoo,
It would be a small heart on my right middle finger, facing my right index finger. It would be there, so my right index finger will always be reminded -- that it taps from one place only: The heart. The heart. The heart. Like my beating heart, so does my beating finger breathes life into every fleeting moment. Into the page. Into the unknown. One day I will no longer be here. And neither will my finger. Nor my heart. But the tapping will remain forever, Like the sound of air when souls drift away from life to life Like the sound of human motion Of heart into mind Of a human, doing, writing, breathing, being. If I had a tattoo - it will be a tattoo of a heart.
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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