Red is motion
red is the heat of my heart inside my chest
when our eyes meet it’s like a waterfall falling down to my feet
the body knows it’s time to move again
make a move again
red is energy
red is the circulation of life and death -the cyclical pleasure and pain
it’s both loss and gain,,,
when we collide the binary breaks
shatters into dust pressed down by the rain
becomes pigmented and embedded in the earth again
red is a multiplicity
rushing through our veins like buzzing electricity
it brings us to movement before it slows us to rest
red is the space in between where I exist as creature
not female not male
your average nonlinear being stumbling on red rocks
About the Creator
Katie Inman
Poet/Painter
nonbinary artist
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