To Paint A Rainbow

By Devika Hardikar

She was my canvas;

My palette of color.

For blue, I drowned her

Until her face matched the sky.

For red, I dug blades under her skin

Until her blood ran in streams.

And for purple, I beat her

Until her flesh blossomed like lavender.

I saw how she flinched

How I plagued her little heart.

But shouldn't she be grateful?

I thought she liked art?

By Devika Hardikar