MELTED CRAYONS by Jonathan Thomas Cook
a bird shoots through a sky that is too blue to resemble the landscape done in crayola a long time ago with tongue exposed and askew in the artist’s intensely dry concentration of colors inside or outside the lines that don’t exist on the landscape that staring at in wonderment then I asked myself and others what it is that makes the colors come true like a dream to make air on paper taste as fresh as air that makes the treetops flicker the birds metaphors for what i can never do to paper or life gives no answers to questions of children









