speak from the scars

the high and fast water of the upper iowa river
muddy in its turbulence after 6 inches of rainfall
pulling tree limbs and branches and random debris along
in its swirling current
underneath us on the swinging bridge
that we hope doesn’t get washed out
while we are on the other side
taking down our tents
speak from the scars
not the wounds
jennifer wood quotes a storytelling workshop

while we gather in the gender spectrum circle
passing along songs and stories,
pain and laughter and wisdom