Clapping at Rainbows

  1. Sitting on my lawn chair as I gaze toward the sky.
  2. Clapping at the rainbows as I watch them float on by.
  3. Cheering on the unicorns as they dance in the street.
  4. Smiling at the glitter as it falls down at my feet.
  5. Shaking rainbow pom poms I have bleached a blinding white.
  6. Waving denim banner that I keep within the light.
  7. Twirling plaided streamers as I bang my silent drum.
  8. Building much of nothing with my hands under my bum.

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By Kim Siever

I live in Lethbridge with my spouse and 4 of our 6 children. I’m a writer, focusing on political news, social issues, and the occasional poem. My politics are radically left.

I’m also dichotomally Mormon. And I’m a functional vegetarian: I have a blog post about that somewhere around here. My pronouns are he/him, and I’m queer.

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