Miraculous!
Tiny freckles
Smaller than a fleck of sand
Sprinkle my arms
I’ve never seen that before
Barely noticeable at first glance
But linger for a moment
And there it is again!
Tiny tornadoes
Dot my arms
I thought I knew what I was
I’d grown accustomed to my already existing
blots
The occasional scar
Ridges that wrinkled
Creating deep caverns
When my hands fold
How lovely
How strange
To see something so fresh
On something so familiar
Why did I cement myself
As if I’m a rock
Stuck
in place
Rigid and heavy
Weighed down
By thoughts of what I can’t be
I am my new freckles
Formed from taking risks
And choosing the sun
Despite the irresistible comfort of my room
I am my deep wrinkles too
Formed from
Persisting
Worrying
Trying
Failing
I am so limited
I am so unchanging
I am so changeable
I am so limitless
I am never my worst
I am never my best
But I’m always me