This was written for two reasons: first for Read Write Prompt #83 (a Wordle prompt), and secondly, this is a modification of a piece I wrote for a creative writing class I am currently taking. We were asked to write with synethesia in mind. I hope you enjoy.

-Nicole

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The cardinal outside my window sings in
tones of honey – pure gold, translucent
butterscotch, and dark amber. He
is perched

on a limb somewhere in a
pre-dawn cotton fog that has
stopped being Kali but has not quite yet
turned into Lakshmi – and it
declares her insolence
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