The Scar

She doesn’t heal. She reminds.

Not every wound wants to heal.

The Scar carries its past like armor.

Raw rubber, torn edge, visible seam – it doesn’t hide what it’s been through.
Each scar is stitched, not erased. 

Handmade from a discarded basketball. 

No two alike. No stories denied.

For those who collect stories, not products.

This is The Scar. This is REBALLIC.