Ingrown

by Brian Christopher Jaime

I killed her
with my mind
the way you do
annoying pedestrians
and teachers who
give pop quizzes

when she dug
into the chasm
of skin to push up
nail from its hiding
place and clip away
two months of pain

shot up through fat
toe to heel and ankle
making teeth grind
muscles bear down hard
then relief from agony
I could kiss her