Doubt

 

It splits her chest open to enter her from the thoracic cage and winds around the lungs to get inside her arteries. It irrigates her entire entity, completely soaking every inch of her cells in it, turning them into blue, navy blue, all the layers of the color blue, until her skin becomes cyan. Her lips though ice blue color, dribbles what is left of her inside liquids out.

Eventually, on her last breath, she solidifies.

Goodbye…

 

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Oh My Paint

I paint.

I pain(t) on my whiteness until all fade to black. Until my shadows find a place to elongate. My hands are stiff once holding my brush but my fingers are lenient and are able to flush away all the awe not yet put on my canvas, not yet colorized, not yet pain(t)ed.

We all fade to black, black is a color, I am longing for my own color in black.

photo credit: Kevork Kojayan
photo credit: Kevork Kojayan