It’s been six months since I almost died

When my friend came to visit me

For the first time in my adult life

Someone else colored me in

She painted my toenails bright purple

It made me cry

She was the only one besides my parents

The only one to see me vulnerable

She didn’t blink.

It’s been six months

Every little piggie is naked

But not the one that went to market

Chipped, narrowed, and shortened

That big toe holds on to that one day

When it looked it’s best going to the market

A day I didn’t die