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Colors: Take, Took, Taken

Natalie Padilla Young | Poetry

A question of two possibilities: How much
will it take?

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The assignment: Draw yourself doing something.
I crayoned me outside playing

on the sidewalk. It was the purple hair
teacher couldn’t take, though I was only five. Even at five

bright fiction was better than (and overtaken
by) brown realism. Mrs. Basset made me color over

the original—didn’t care about the liberty
I took with curls, though my hair hung stick straight.

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How much does one need to give
for this to work?

vs.

How much must be removed
before the something is satisfied?

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Blood-sucking flies took so much
the zebra adapted, developed stripes. It’s hard to take in:

the first, cousin of the horse, showed up not-so-suddenly
in stark black and white; those tiny, relentless pests

of more concern than large cats with claws. Camouflage distracts
rather than hides—the flies remain, not taking

nearly as much.