Cobalt Co, 27

The color I bruise, the color of blood, the color of dusk, of knowing, of longing. I hold my breath imagine you; the color of your eyes--the color of the sea, of crickets, of music, of me. The color stars turn when they realize they are no longer alone.

Platinum Pt, 78

   Life is nothing more than this; we are either the shaker or the thing that shakes. Add me up and you’ll find I’m precious, rare, but highly unreactive. Divide me by desire, see how I neatly fit around your finger.  I long for a box to climb into, a bed of a tissue folded in half—I [...]

Chlorine  Cl, 17

1977 One piece bathing suit made of heavy double-knit with a modesty skirt that clings to my thighs and darts for chests girls at my junior high don’t seem to have. Each size a different color; baby blue for size 2, then stoplight red, navy, petal pink, Kelly green, tulip yellow, magenta & hunters’ orange [...]

Nitrogen N,7

I am nitrogen tonight,   colorless tasteless relatively rare always causing difficulty.   But useful when I burn or decay.   You cannot wash me away. I make the ocean my bed.   Prefer moons that have atmosphere.   I am impure.   I will dissolve gold.