by Wim Coleman
I see a rainbow.
I thought I’d catch you there.
Now I see two rainbows.
I’m calling on the only Tuesday in November.
It’s three-thirty in the afternoon but only temporarily.
I am at a pay phone in Pasadena.
Go out in your yard and look.
Look now don’t wait till you get home.
Don’t stop to get dressed either.
One rainbow is spread out above the other.
It is the paler of the two but not by much.
Can you see them?
Can you see the mountains from where you are?
You can see right through these rainbows to the mountains.
They stretch from one end of the earth to the other.
They’re extremely bright.
Night couldn’t kill these rainbows.
They could peel the paint right off the world.
You could even read the fine print by them.
They’re that bright really.
Please call me please.
Let’s talk before three-thirty is over.
Please there will be no other Tuesdays
Wim Coleman is a playwright, poet, novelist, and nonfiction writer. His play The Shackles of Liberty was the winner of the 2016 Southern Playwrights Competition. His poetry has been published in SOL: English Writing in Mexico, The Opiate, Dissenting Voice, and Tuck Magazine. Novels that he has co-authored with his wife, Pat Perrin, include Anna’s World, the Silver Medalist in the 2008 Moonbeam Awards, and The Jamais Vu Papers, a 2011 finalist for the Eric Hoffer/Montaigne Medal. Wim and Pat lived for fourteen years in Mexico, where they adopted their daughter, Monserrat, and created and administered a scholarship program for at-risk students. Wim and Pat now live in Carrboro, North Carolina. They are members of PEN International.
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