TLT Week 192: Refracted Light

Photo by Sara Riaño

Refracted light; meteorological phenomenon; bridge, fortune, pride, hope.

I have always wanted to touch a rainbow… and see if that prismatic luminance would rub off on me, or seep into my melanin and fill with me with a boundless joy, bubbling and bright; like the stunning spectrum it shoots through dense and darkened skies, I wanted to shine against the gloom

But rainbows, are not meant to be touched, only felt; the gentle warmth and welcomed relief that you have, once again, weathered a storm.

Three Line Tales, Week One Hundred Ninety-Two

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