I am orange
in a monotone clime

radiant against
a melancholic backdrop

a poem within
a droning monologue.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Art my own.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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