| Autobiography Of Red by Julia Pilowsky
Hello. I am Red. I am in a family of seven. I was always more relaxed than my cousins - Violet with her uptight coiled waves, Fading into some distant relative More ultra than her. (Miss Elite.) But I, I am a remnant of time, Birthed from the explosion that made us all. I show you the galaxies' endless drift I am the badge of swollen stars And I hold such meaning for you. Humans know my beauty. When you were smudges of life, Sparks of sapience, I was the mark of your pain. I was war in the West and luck in the East. And look at me now. I'm on your hands to show your guilt I'm on your cheeks to show your shame Passion is my middle name As I color your lips and bodies. I'm danger, warning, love, desire, War, pain, fortune, fire � I am Red. Goodbye. SPRING 2008 |
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