“When You Say Purple” – Jaime Hammer

I don’t see a color,

I see a word. But when you begin

to describe it, and the words

dribble out of your mouth,

dripping down your chin and neck,

staining your stubble and skin,

I see a plum—your lips

wrapping around its body,

your teeth sinking into its

black-purple flesh, releasing its

life force, your tongue

taking it and coalescing your own

life force with it. Your lips

touch and part, touch and part,

and red juice sputters, finding a home

inside the pores on my nose.

Hours later it resurfaces, oil

layering on my skin’s

porcelain shell.

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