monday's pink
was all bubblegum
and pink flamingos
and mostly, pretend
tuesday's pink
had nothing to do
with parking
wednesday's pink
was a love letter
to bright pink hair
and the sweetest pink vintage dress
and to the girl (my girl)
who wears both
thursday's pink
was a little gem of a kitchen
that I think of all the time
(all the time)
friday's pink
was the soundtrack
that gave 15 year-old andrea
hope
saturday's pink
was the last of the pink
and the last of the color//colour
but the beginning
of the blooms
and so much
so much everything
(color//colour lovers twenty eighteen! fini)
(thank you, all you color//colour lovers out there, and thank you to my friend and terrific color-hunting partner in crime, xanthe)
