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Published Date: April 30, 2005

Published Date: April 30, 2005

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The Color of Light

Rainbows fume from
my body, but the green
water to nourish them

flows sporadically.
These hungry beams
of refracted light wait

outside my door while
burgundy streamers
stretch from my hands.

I wrap my son
in them to warm him
before sleep. Later,

disguised in streamers,
I creep among the
rainbows, singing softly

to sooth their hunger.
Occasionally when seven
hundred stories crawl

from my mouth—
coral, purple, and blue
ants searching for food—

they tell themselves
to anyone, indiscriminately.
And like all mothers,

when I sleep, green stars
flow in and out of my body,
constantly renewing me.