Vitiligo For years, longing long years I mourned my smooth, young honey-hued, freckle-filled summers. My tears, pander-eyed tears Trickled down the furtive, long-sleeved, camouflaged decades. I hoped hopeless hopes That the pallid,white-lashed jig-saw stranger in the mirror should leave. My fears, shadowy fears Multiplied, forming stark splashes across the carefree […]