Kind of an ironic ending. I sense a kind of lightheartedness in this. Nice one, J.

A cancer among the freckles…now that is an interesting take. As a poet, you are saying they heal..Are short story writers considered a placebo?
Being that I write both, would I be considered a test subject? Hmm
I like this.

This poem is so clever and darkly funny. The metaphors are brilliant, especially the idea of freckles as little poems and “melanoma words” as a threat. It makes the piece feel both whimsical and sharp, a tone perfectly captured by its fantastic title, “Dangerous Advice from a Poet Playing a Doctor.” Great Write, j.

Brilliant work, my friend.

hmmm let’s see, I don’t write short stories, I don’t have freckles, so all I can do is read your poem Jacob. And if you don’t mind my saying, it’s one fukin’ freckley good poem. The kind of freckle poem that gets under the skin of those who think they know art but understand nothing at all. Why do such people run our society, create cultural wars, and are a menace to humanity?!

So here goes a reading: once upon a time in Frecklesville….. LOL
-Curt

Powerfully penned, Jacob. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

“Liquid childhood” interesting what that conjured up for this reader.
I rarely remember dreams anymore and they are never about the past anymore…used to be. But now they are of some unnamed future and often I don’t even recognize me in the dreams…
At my older age, I surrender to sleep and let it do whatever it wants with me.
Really good write here PAR. You bring us along with you, but not just as observers, more like participants.
j.

Wow… like this
” Sleep is a gesture,
a ritual of disconnection,
but the dream is the saboteur of silence.”
Enjoyed this poem Par

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! Riveting imagery, written as only you can my friend. Simply amazing. Appreciate you.

Damian

Inspiring, transcending, mesmerizing, infinite. I’m hooked. PARland sounds mind blowing.

The liquid form is the most adaptable and dangerous of all, so we must keep our emotional liquidity under surveillance.

Love the feel of this. Reminds me of this song by S&G…..https://video.search.yahoo.com/search/video?fr=mcafee&p=poem+on+the+underground+simon+and+garfunkel&type=E210US752G0#id=2&vid=6df47f303922526d0faa70e1eaeed172&action=click

This poem is beautifully vivid and cinematic. I love how you blend the quiet of the night, the train platform, and motion with personal reflection. The imagery of film and landscape creates a strong, lingering atmosphere – really well done.

you are a very passionate lover I can tell I’m telling you ths as I blush I know I’ve known you for years ❤️