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In response to painting Yellow-Red-Blue by Wassily Kandinsky The doorway to our world shines brightly in the overhead lights. The shapes swirl in defiance, crisscrossing over one another, blending colors like wax melting in the sun, fused by helplessness– being dragged to our world that's filled with rage, violence, and hatred. Their world is so different from ours. They don’t want to blend, they want to be defined and separate. They try to force their way away from the door with its tempting yellow light and its promises for better, but parts are being forced through the portal, parts that scream as they are taken. They slowly lose their brightness and definition as they are dragged to a world of angles sharp turns and boxes to be forced into. They can no longer be themselves in their world or ours. We’ve taken important parts of them that we won't give back. Forever changed, they feel hopeless and eventually their tired bodies give up, no longer resisting, they flow through the door echoing their vibrant colors as they go.
Asher Watson (he/they) is a queer, Latinx student poet. He is an adoptee through foster care and lives in Durham, NC. Along with writing, he enjoys art, music, baking and cosplay.