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rose​ ​rash​

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i was sixteen            it didn't hurt or itch, even            but it looked awful so my mother made an appointment with the dermatologist            it covered my left side with large pink spots that seemed to spread from the thigh outward            at his office the doctor brought to my skin a bright light with a magnifying lens            i scanned my body as he did      we weren't looking for the same thing            he was answering his own questions            i was looking at all the parts of me that needed work, suddenly             i felt dirty            like i should've shaved before going there            the rash was named after a french guy            bernard something            might as well be the first man i ever slept with            
for six weeks hiding behind closed doors            i waited it out and was thankful it didn't hurt or itch, even            bernard was pretty in his own way            his shade of pink remains the most beautiful i've seen            i wondered why he didn't cover my entire body            i would've gone out in public            i would've announced our relationship to the world

Jad Yassine is a goet (gay poet), born and raised in Tripoli, Lebanon. He moved to Montpelier, Vermont and recently earned his MFA in Writing & Publishing at Vermont College of Fine Arts. Currently, he is making sure he never stops writing.
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