2022 Poetry Collection

Ode(?) To Skincare

The acne and dark spots that have spread like

A virus on my face has not followed 

Quarantine rules.

The citrine smell in my Salicylic acid face wash try to 

Erase the haze of 2020 and 

My inflamed enraged engraved imperfect

Face. The serums hydrate, plump and protect

Against dark spots, sad thoughts, maybe gunshots. 

Moisturizer to strengthen my skin from

The lack of water, hate crimes and bad rhymes

Topped off with the most important: sunscreen

Preventing ignorance and racist chants 

Smothering my pimple under a patch 

The problem never seems to go away.

Sophie Li

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