The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because the sun has nibbled little love bites right out of it.
The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because nobody walks in LA, and I am always the passenger. The sky never really races or paces over my left, and so it leaves no tracks.
The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because my mother gave me a beauty mark over my leftside lip, and the universe is a creature of balance. It drops pebbles of beauty over my cheek so I can balance the boulder of beauty, so it never falls, so it never blocks my voice.
The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because I press that side against the pillow at night and my beauty serums dissolve into the sheets instead of teaching my skin how to meet the sun and keep your whole self whole.
The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because you weren’t reading the left side right, and we had to make it clearer.
Because they are sprouting.
Because they are filled with buried treasure.
Because they are keys, because someone out there has piano fingers and symphony touch, and will play us both a song one day.
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Prompt: Take a question a child asked you, and write about it.
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