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Tattoo Me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: The Imaginarium

Submitted: July 30, 2018

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Joe McGivern sat at home staring at his bare arm, his bare clean unblemished arm. The arm he had spent a small fortune on at the tattoo parlour.

Now wiped clean, an arm he had not seen as nature intended for some years now, devoid of any images. His ‘sleeve’ told a story of vice and gambling with playing cards, scantly dressed women and ‘Saturday Night Specials.’

He wished now he said something to the nurse before he left the blood donor clinic. He wished he mention how faded and pale the colours from his tattoos looked on his arm.

Unbeknown to Joe all he was then seeing was an echo. Like a fading framed picture gradually losing out to the bleaching effects of over exposure to the sun. Eventually all that would be left would be a white sheet of paper.

The only addition left on his arm was the small round pink sticking plaster nestling in the crook of his elbow. A tiny dark brown spot of dried blood proudly visible in the middle.

ooOoo

A bag of type ‘O’ blood sat in the chill cabinet of Cook County Hospital. Come the time to be used for transfusion, the nurse would do well to study the dark crimson bag.

Inside they would see inks of dark blues and purples, once giving life to revolvers, girls and the ace of spades, now waiting to materialise once more on virgin flesh.


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