 Love has a scar in the center of her belly where her umbilical cord was severed. Love was born in mucus and blood, frightened and helpless. Love wears a skin which records her history and wrinkles in the scars. Love is flesh and that flesh is anything but invincible. Which is not to say that love is weak. On the contrary, most of the scars that love wears she earned by wrapping herself around the targets of hatred and receiving the blows on their stead.