A Letter to my “Favorite” Color

Dear Yellow,

People have described you as being joyful 

And happy 

Unfortunately that's not how you make me feel 

When I see yellow, 

My mind flashes to my loofah like dress I wore on stage in show choir 

That made me look like a poofy banana 

It also makes me reminisce about the beautiful Florida skyline at night just before a thunderstorm happened and flooded the streets

Who really likes yellow anyway?

It’s not like supersaver shoppers are going all black friday throwing hands in a struggle to get their favorite yellow jello 

The last time I checked the shelves at the grocery store

Yellow gatorade wasn’t exactly flying off the shelves 

And if you ever tried a yellow airhead, 

I swear it’s concocted from the depths of hell by satan himself

That would be the only way to describe that aberrant lemony flavor 

I’m convinced that the person who anointed yellow as the color of happiness had some serious issues and needs help 

Dear yellow, 

To be honest it wouldn’t hurt my feelings if you were left out of the crayon box 

I hope you find peace and calm in your mellow life 

But please stay out of mine