Red: fiery and brave
Orange: citrus pain sharp but tasty
Yellow: the joy of sun on any given darkest day
Green: the colour of life, giving its force back to us, into our hands
Blue: is a feeling we know. Despite its mellow hue, it clings like mud on a shoe, like his smell still on the fibres of his shirt
Indigo: the fonder shade of blue that has the richest hope inside but is not available to the non-believer grieverÂ
Violet: the most important and one that is there but never seen. We need to talk more about this ghost violet and its heady smell. How to talk about the stuff we can’t see?