The color yellow says something bright. Something so different than the others.

The sky behind comes through thick tropical clouds.

A dawn noticed.

One day’s version of itself again.

A blue fungus dusts the tops of the rail ties,

and water pushes the entire world around, like a soft but bossy conductor.

The dog fusses with grass blades and the dripping end of a hose.

And a golden yellow seems to stick with everything.