What a f**king a**h&&l!
You should be worshiped, (and are from afar), and coddled and not be hurt in any way. That person needs to spend a few moments with me downtown. 🖤

This is a sad report of normalization within a life. I can identify with it in some ways.

Yes I agree with you.

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