She had her nose broken
No joke.
This
Thick.
Fist.
Came
Flying
Then crunch!
A gush of red
She was curled up
Down on the floor
Her hands cupped over her nose
Like she could scoop the pieces back together
Ole girl
The angry one
She yelled
She didn't want him anyway!
And him
He picked her up
The broken one
Up from down off the ground
Tried to lift her
Then to hold her
The winner by forfeit
She felt dizzy
And she looked it
Her face smashed, like that
The blood
Seeping through her cupped fingers
It tasted like salt
In her mouth
And stained her teeth red
Because she was smiling
