‘Ember’

Fernando Caraballo
Staff Writer

“Ember”
Help me for I am indigo
And I’m afraid I might be turning blue.
Please validate my experience and give me a new hue.
Perhaps One that gives me a beautiful new hope.
So that the man of Gold may no longer be my sad excuse.
Yellow beckons my attention and I try to refuse.
The lyrical euphony that can only be our fragile truth.
This truth… Our truth could belong to others.
Sometimes I don’t even care.

I no longer paint with amber, hansa, or honey anymore.
it reminds me too much of strawberry blonde hair.