I wish I was as wise as I am now when I was a teen. Back then, when a spot of acne occurred I felt embarrassed to the point that I would immediately pop it in front of the mirror.
Now I would consider it part of my bodily harvest along with spit, gas, and various fluids and solids. I might even play connect the dots on my mirror using globs of pus. I would make a positive out of it. On Earth Day my hope is all acne challenged teens will see their affliction as an opportunity to create art in an ugly world, while communing with nature in the form of their own bodies.
Entire families could bond with pimple squeezing sessions before dinner.
Bless this earth, its inhabitants and our strange globules of pus.
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