The Elephant Who Could Have Been Pink is destroyed in a First Grade Classroom by Taryn Spencer

I didn’t have a grey crayon

and

I could not envision

Them
Existing

Grey

In their bodies
They live
Copiously

Openly

Through flourished

Thuds

They stomp

Olive plains
In herds
Graceful

Amongst mangy hyenas
Amongst curious jaguars

While cultivating thoughts Of cooling

Sweaty trunks in magical waters-

In between a world of Colorful lives hued in blues and greens-

Shunning jungle disputes and dull human beings

As for you

Depriving me of a creative moment

Of a haunting vision that danced
In my head

Like ballroom girls

In the midst of Eden.

Taryn Spencer