Outside, the sky is pink
Like exposed skin
From when your arm rubs against a wall
As you are pushed against another
It will turn orange soon
Like the anger that spits and crackles inside
That heart that once couldn't contain its love for you
And then darkness
A blue that is almost black
The moon will be bright
A scattering of starts
This is what you see when you close your eyes
Against the violence
When the pain is too much
And you can't cry out
Today, the evening sky is a reminder
Of the day you got that black eye
The bruise on your leg
The day he first hurt you
Starting with words and then a slap
A punch and then a kick
And then two and three and more and more
But yesterday, the evening sky reminded you
Of roses and lilies and daisies and iris
Baby's breath and jasmine
Hibiscus and anthurium
Sunflowers and dandelions
That first bouquet he brought home
Lies hidden beneath those soft petals
