he said
he invented
a fourth primary color
and i laughed
he described it as if
he had seen it
many times before
including a tinge of disbelief that no one believed him
i asked
how would anyone be able to see it
he said, “we see it all the time in the black-and-white movies”
i asked
what would you name the color
without hesitation he replied, ‘thend’
as if it were a Crayola crayon that had been around since the 90’s
i truly love his conviction
and i am certain
he will one day invent it
i asked
“why thend?”
his seven-year-old voice
with clarity, and certainty, tells me
“‘cause dad those are the two words on the screen when the movie is over”
i was wrong
he’d already invented it
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