Fine line black and grey tattoo of a wildflower bouquet with daisy and rose-like blooms on the inner forearm.

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Wildflower bouquet on the inner forearm

Fine line · Forearm · Black and grey · Photo

A small bouquet of wildflowers is tied at the stems, with a daisy-like bloom, a rounded rose-like head and clustered seed heads rising above. The linework is thin and dark, with stippled dotwork shading on the flower centres and petals. The design is in black and grey ink and sits centred on a pale forearm against a plain background.

Fine line Botanical Dotwork Forearm Flower Bouquet Wildflower Daisy Rose Seed head Stem Leaves

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Tie them at the stem, the old woman tells you, and you do, thumbs slick with green sap, the cord pulled tight enough that the bundle will survive the jolting cart all the way down to the harbour at Ostia. You have never been trusted with a knot before. Your hands are not used to being the ones who decide what holds.

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The hedgerows gave you what they had that morning: a daisy with its face tipped sideways as if listening, a rounded bloom the colour of old wine, and above them the seed heads, fluffed and pale as breath on a cold mirror. You picked slowly. The old woman said nobody buys weeds from a stall, so you must sell them as something else, the way the poor sell watered wine as the good vintage. You laughed until you saw her face and understood she meant it as a lesson.

At the harbour a merchant from Alexandria offers you a fistful of coins for the lot and tells you wildflowers wilt by noon. You say nothing. You rest the bundle upright in the cart so the seed heads catch the wind off the water, and you watch them tremble toward the sea.

By dusk his ship has gone, and the stems are still standing in a jar on your windowsill, the seed heads shedding small silver feathers across the sill every time the door opens.