Text by Mikala Mikrut, Copyright 2019
Photography by Tony Ward, Copyright 2019
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RED
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You said you liked red.
So I started seeing it everywhere:
The fabric on my couches,
The scratches you made when my chest was bare.
You said you liked red.
I’ve always loved the drive behind passion,
The power behind anger,
And its symbolism in fashion.
You said you liked red.
And blood became alluring,
Cherries suddenly voluptuous,
All my feelings of black, you were curing.
You said you liked red.
I want to be red for you.
Red from acts of affection,
From what my cheeks can’t hide when I speak too.
You said you liked red.
And it had to find me like the melody of a song,
My fire, my crazy opinions, and my desires.
You knew I was red all along.
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About The Author: Mikala Mikrut is a sophomore enrolled at Southern Utah University. To access additional articles by Mikala Mikrut, click here:http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/mikala-mikrut-sense-of-place/