Blue ties and smoking a Blue filtered
Like a diary cover, he bares a smile.
His superficial shell does well to hide
what he doesn’t share.
Blue like the shirt on his back but also
the sinking feeling inside of him. Like the
ocean with its infinite horizon, yet it still
seems so enticing.
Like the pallor of his
lips and his fingertips.
As he is gasping for air.
It’s all Blue.
I call to ask if he wants to hang with no
response. Little did I know that he already was.
But I look up at the Blue sky
A hint of sunlight in the corner of my eye
And it’s brightens up the color blue
for a split second once again.
J. Kim has recently lost a friend to suicide. And with such a high rate of youth suicide in New Zealand, this is her way of self-expression and to shed light on the issue.