A lifetime spent living in black and white
Until a spark of joy ignited faulty wires
Never knowing the origin of my deficiencies
The second color floods my senses
I’m brought to my knees
Overwhelming melancholy drags me through time
Every memory replays with a technicolor filter
Recontextualizing every moment, patently confounding
I catch a glimpse in the shine of my glass
Come to find the skin I've been wrapped in
Has a distinctive gradient from a
Blinding fuchsia to neon lime
A feature no one could have missed, and never did
I was the one lacking in vision
Trained to see only what was allowed of me
Every peek at the mirror previously
Showed no signs of tone or shade
I swear I thought that I was devoid of all hue
Living life in black and white
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.


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