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by Sarah Stribley

Created on: September 25, 2009

"Obscurus Somnium"

I used to think in Technicolor, 'til I met you, then all dreams seemed pastel. Now, I'm painted in faded denim and translucent red; a time-bleached Polaroid. Behind my eyes, scenes are acid-washed...watch them as they become sepia prints. Is that gray tinging the edges? You silently flip through my mind, shaking your head at the achromatic trees. Why are the daffodils silver? The you begin to walk backwards; the film is rewinding, so why are the colors paler than before? SNAP! the reel breaks, and whiteness dominates the film. I sigh, then pick up the jar of pigment.

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