“the ecstacy of olo.”
i don’t care what it says in The Atlantic
them “scientists” don’t know nothing.
i saw it first— olo
on that unusually warm day
in January, 2024.
“the most intense teal.”
no. they’ve got it all wrong.
it was the most uncanny of browns,
ancient space between maroon and light,
embers of a living flame,
and all that dances in its tips.
you wouldn’t describe the swirling cosmos
with a single color—
would you?
or “the ecstasy of olo”,
in her infinite eyes
her celestial stare.