Colour
Red is the colour of my hair,
The colour of the blood in my veins’
Of the cord that hung on the whore’s window
And doomed Jericho to fall.
The thin, slow strand of vermilion;
Scarlet ribbon tracing its way to the earth:
Rahab’s redemption and my rebirth.
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