Bleaching Freckles



“Sun Kisses”

As soon as I started to refer

My freckles as “kisses” 

A whole new world opened up for me 

In the palm of my hand

Kisses were intimate, precious




The things that I was taught to hate

Taught to bleach, to get rid

To dispose

Was wrong


How can a world get rid of 

Something so beautiful as “Kisses?”

It can't 

And neither should I.


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