i guess we were looking the other way
the day that green died. we were not
surprised but we were unprepared.
we had to redesign our stoplights and
find another symbol for envy. we had
to replace emerald rings and jade
figurines. split pea soup was just a
memory, fading fast. at the wake, we
mourned restricted possibilities;
mold would no longer exhibit the same
variety of color. we invited a young
leprechaun to deliver the eulogy.