We never knew what we were looking at until
the colors filled in, neon bright against all that

black. Rooster, rainbow, turtle, clown, king –
the only thing we knew was these tiny spiky sparks

could create a whole world, and
ward off the dark.


Day 20th. Because in April, we poem




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