The patchwork quilt of my life stitches velvet to corduroy, linen to gabardine

In a crazy mesh of incongruent textures

And yet

The kaleidoscopic interlace of mismatched colors:

Seashell pink, indigo, olive green (no combination I would wear in public)

Speaks patterns of mutation as I glint a hint of promise

Of what I might become.

Published in Poems