
A Day Gray February (redux)
Dark thought on a gray day —
gray in every gradation:
18% gray card gray
the ideal photographic gray
of wet city streets
& shards of east river gray
the cold of gainsboro
gray rain
dead-eye gray
pale ash gray —
the fortune teller cried last night
& auguries of apocalypse
revealed themselves
in halftone grayscale.

What I’m Reading:
“I imagine that one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, that they will be forced to deal with pain.”
— James Baldwin / Notes of a Native Son