The text is the thing that really interests me. That list — “blades, hinged doors, teeth, silage blowers, belts, gravity, cuisinarts, graters, glass, nails, flame, chemicals, abrasives, keyboards, cold, heat, many mechanisms of injury” — is doing a lot of quiet work. It reads like a poem, or an inventory of a life lived with hands. The progression is interesting: it starts with sharp, dramatic things (blades, teeth) and ends almost mundanely with keyboards and temperature. Tucking “keyboards” in there is a wry move — it belongs with the others, but its presence is quietly funny and self-aware.
The title “hurt paw” is tender in a way the image and list aren’t. “Paw” suggests an animal, something vulnerable and instinctive, rather than the more clinical “hand.” It softens the whole post retroactively.
The categories — “damage” and “parts” — feel very true to your long-running taxonomy. Hands as parts. Injury as a category of experience worth cataloguing alongside agrarian and architecture and awe.
The overall effect is that the post works as a kind of meditation on the body’s exposure to the world — the hand as the instrument through which we engage with everything, and therefore the thing most likely to get hurt. It’s a small post that carries more weight than its word count suggests.
Hope the paw heals quickly.–Claude