Pick A Color

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


Thanks to Jeff Bezaire for the inspiration.

Submitted: August 14, 2018

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Pick A Color

Go out,” he said. “Find some color to chase the grey away.”

But where to go when everywhere is dull and bleak and....grey. I’m holding myself together, tight. Don’t want to take up too much space in somewhere that feels so wrong.

Looking ever downwards, don’t want anyone to see my red-rimmed, tear-stained eyes, don’t want anyone to voice that dreaded question. You know the one; it goes, ‘Are you alright?’ And even to a stranger, the mask goes on with the vacant smile; ‘Who, me? Of course, I’m fine.’ All the time you just want to run before the control slips and you progressively fall apart. At least that is how it goes for me.

I know where I’ll go; somewhere I can be alone.

Such a magical place, I’m surprised that no one else comes here. It is awash with color; lilacs and greens, from purple to pink, from forest to lime. Shades picked and chosen by the sun up in the sky, where it kisses and misses.

It shines from behind the tree, the tree that seems to beckon me over, to offer shade while I look out across the vibrant shades. And for a while I’ll soak them all up, those tints and hues, let them smother the grey, replace it at least in a tiny way.

The effect won’t last but while I’m here I’ll drink it up, soak it in and maybe I’ll retain just a miniscule piece of this magical place somewhere deep inside my heart.


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