Tonight's Poet Corner: Purple Hair
Purple Hair
by Belinda Roddie
I'm the coolest on the spectrum now -
the kite's tail of the rainbow. Watch me
dance in the darkest rooms, where I can
be both subtle and flamboyant as fuck.
If you decide to cavort with me, be
forewarned: I am a mix of fiery red
and somber blue, the mania and the
depression wrapped up in a sticky rice ball.
You may find me edible with some soy sauce,
maybe. If you give me a chance, the flames
will subside, and the ocean's waves will
inevitable ebb. In truth, I symbolize calm.
Like the sky between the heavens and the
earth, I am a balance of God and mortals.
Once you let me into your modest life,
your sunrises and twilights will never be the same.
by Belinda Roddie
I'm the coolest on the spectrum now -
the kite's tail of the rainbow. Watch me
dance in the darkest rooms, where I can
be both subtle and flamboyant as fuck.
If you decide to cavort with me, be
forewarned: I am a mix of fiery red
and somber blue, the mania and the
depression wrapped up in a sticky rice ball.
You may find me edible with some soy sauce,
maybe. If you give me a chance, the flames
will subside, and the ocean's waves will
inevitable ebb. In truth, I symbolize calm.
Like the sky between the heavens and the
earth, I am a balance of God and mortals.
Once you let me into your modest life,
your sunrises and twilights will never be the same.
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