Wednesday, March 24, 2010

The thing about baby acne

My boy, all of five-and-a-half weeks old, has a respectable head of hair.

It whorls at his crown,
clockwise,
just like his sisters'.

From above it looks like satellite imagery,
a spinning Caribbean maelstrom.

And in the eye of the storm,
the quiet spot,
the center,

lies a red,
pustulous
pimple. Pin It