Rainbows in Gold

She kneels on the sun-bleached deck,

An array of possibilities spilling

From her in the form

Of canvas and paints

Rough sketches in charcoal.

A half-full notebook

Held down by a half-empty glass

Of lemonade sweating and dripping,

Smearing the pages as her fingers

Flow through colors.

Sun-brown hands etched with golden

Henna, tracing in blues, reds, and greens

A cold, colorful sweat on dry paper

Now tracing her hair

Brushing from root to tip

Leaving an arc of rainbow hues

In blonde.


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