Colour Support Group: Afternoon Session

FICTION

Moyosore Quadri
3 min readMay 17, 2020
Photo by Robert Katzki on Unsplash

Gold: Hi, I’m Gold

All: Hi Gold

Gold: I remember growing up thinking “I am special”, that there is no one else out there that is like me. And I was right, I played my cards right and became a symbol of luxury. I built up my empire , tried my hands in numerous projects and showed the world my versatility.

Hell! I’m so versatile that asides being a colour, I’m a mineral. And I know there are others out there that think they can be me, but they’re not. They may be luxurious, they may be afforded high esteem, they may even glitter, but they’re not me.

But lately, life has been lonely. I’ve been at the top for so long that the only colours I can relate with are the other ones at the top, but they’re too busy trying to take your spot and you, theirs to even relate with them.

Where do I find solace? Support group? Yeah right

All: With that share, you’re a step closer to being your desired person . Thank you for sharing gold.

White: Hi, I’m White

All: Hi White

White: I don’t have much to say but I’m glad to have a safe space to say my bit.

I used to get a little bit ticked off when they’ll use me to describe

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Moyosore Quadri

Fiction | Poetry | Satire | Tomfoolery | Creative Non-Fiction; Master of none.