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Ode to Color
The world is alive, screaming and whispering with color.
Color is subtle, averting appreciation.
Color is outright, a shout against the night.
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And What Must They Think of Our Golden Door Now?
the statue of liberty was brown once, an unprepared American girl blistering in the sun as if our Constitution has torn sharp green papercuts into her skin.
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Kindness, Accidentally
I did not know kindness isn't always loud,
not the grand gestures, not the
throw-the-coat-over-a-puddle,
because sometimes
it is simply someone sitting on the ground -
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a mirror to your face, a prickle to your nape
We all hold hands with murderous intent
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the line between good and evil
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