A Discourse in Conflict
Posted by Shaun McCormick
There are colors that are silent, some that are not,
some that will shriek and till against the curtains
you insist we hang up, sides barely touching the walls.
I give you an odd look as we speak in church-tongues to one another,
abstract patterns that decorate our speech, flatten it
until it fits softly against the living room walls.
You are pleased a…
