Red

Woven through the tapestry of my life

Represented in the threads coursing through my flesh

Rivers of fire flowing ‘till the long day wanes

Rivers that were dammed too early for some

Like my aunt

Whose rivers became weak and thin

Polluted by their wellsprings

Growing dark and cold

Before an undying wintertide ices rivers and halts bittersweet current

Red velvet ribbons binding our beings

Should one tear we become unraveled

Red woven through us all

Spilt by choice or by accident

It fetters us together

Equal in life

Equal in weakness

Equal in death

Equal in red