“Colorful doesn't mean colors..I guess they knew this word when they saw a morning.. touched by your heart beating”

“There’s a morning when presence comes over your soul. You sing like a rooster in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins to dance.”

“The word ‘color’ means at its origin to ‘cover’ or ‘hide.’ Matter eats up light and ‘covers’ it with a confusion of color.”

“The white noise in his heart, the sum of all his colors —the metronome to which he beat [was she].”

“Red", I write "is the color of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return to white.”

“I wondered if your eye color meant you saw the world differently. If the world saw you differently as a result.”