December 6, 2016


From my book, Severe Silence (



Once my palette consisted only
Of dull brown, ash, and slate
So I could sink anonymously into dry leaves and earth.

Slowly I discovered that I was also capable of

Scarlet, fuchsia, teal, and tangerine.

But when you shout at me I turn a cold shade of blue

And find it hard to return

To my natural colors.



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