And you were just like the moon, so lonely, so full of imperfections, but just like the moon, you shined in times of darkness. I could spend all day thinking about colors like cranberry and ivory, the warm bath they pour over my brain when they lie down next to each other like two people who fell in love fifty years ago and are still falling. (Excerpt from "daisies the size of the moons") "I was seven years old when my teacher told that the most colorful insects were also the most venomous ones, and I was sixteen-- when I looked into your green eyes and realized that he had been right all along." -Avril Mavis Rivera